in the game, it's not a game, nigga Like Billy Danze, I be running with fame Me and my lynch mob coming to hang, it's Wu-Tang for life Hard body, another
[Intro: "Shaolin Vs. Wu-Tang" sample] "Take the sword" "The sword?" "Come on, give me the sword" "Huh?" "Heh, you Wu-Tang are never gonna win" "My
copy that And send your crew a fax mothafucka New and improved Wu Tang style Turn it up now y'all then fuck up now Spit flame, five mics, peep game,
no way you can stop the train or the conductor Of the track, muthafucka, that's E 3, my love for the game It's just not the same, unless it's Gilla house And Wu-Tang Clan
make y'all iggans melt, F' my record label, I appear courtesy of myself!" I was like "Maaaaaaaan" hahaha, man that boy killed dat And I even used to be bumping Wu-Tang Clan
it We run the game, run, we run the game Run the game, game, try to scandalise my name We run the game, run, we run the game Run the game, game, try to
Shaolin shadowboxing and the Wu-Tang sword style If what you say is true, the Shaolin and the Wu-Tang Could be dangerous do you think your Wu-Tang sword
's the ghost Face Killah Wu-Tang Wu-Tang killa beez, we on a swarm Wu-Tang killa beez, we on a swarm Wu-Tang killa beez, we on a swarm Wu-Tang killa beez
your block like Godzilla Yeah yeah, she gave away my pussy I'ma kill her John John phenomenon, in Japan they call me Ichiban Wu-Tang Clan, numba won
of dough, its so hard to explain And I fucked a lot of bitches off the strength of the name Wu Tang see me in the next Lex with the game Snowboarding
touch a desert eagle My life's illegal, slave man princess' is equal The devil's leathal, he killed a hundred million people I'm darkman, iceman, la, wu-tang clan
new tricks And you video directors better find some new chicks Watch this, man I got this, Hot Nikks Mean gob spit when I talk wear galoshes Wu-Tang Clan
the turf) You can't think planet from the my control theory (my control theory) Murder in the first bring 'em back down to earth (back down to earth)
Take a free ride on my dart, I got the dashin catalogues for all y'all to all praise to the Gods [Ol Dirty Bastard] Da saga continues Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
magnum And shatter bone fragments Cops love the block you gettin backed up by Dragnet Thrown into a six by a steel cabinet Flippin weights readin ancient tablets, back
(Wu-Tang Clan cover) FUCK yo' ass up! (fuck'em up son) Chorus: Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga Wu buck wild with the trigger! Shame
Wu-Tang, of the Wu-Tang [Outro: Raekwon] All the niggas came through Yeah, from the Hills, Park Hill, Shaolin Stapleton, New Brighton, nigga West Brighton, the Park, nigga Wu