: (feat. Wu-Tang Clan) [Intro: RZA] Bob Digi, U G.O.D, Raekwon the Chef, the Inspektah Deck M.E.T.H.O.D. (Man), the B.O.B.B., straight up, Masta Killa
a brain therapist, chick you can't kiss Opened up her legs, like "ooh, I smell fish" Yeast infection, queen, she love dick Shivlered up tits, she'll bang
the live niggaz holdin heat on the street corners Sic the beasts on you, turning mothers to morners Money launderers, neighborhood coroners, place bodies in bags Tango
: [Intro: *sung*] Wu Tang will survive, no no no-no no no Wu Tang will survive Cause every time they flip a party You know the party screams and shouts
and the R-Z-A So listen to them clear, and put the box right near your ear Light your blunts and down your beers Cause you could never fuck with Wu-Tang
your throat With that West Coast, gangbang, watch him when his chain hang East Coast, Down South, niggaz do the same thang Throw up your dubs like Wu-Tang, who bang
: [Intro: Inspectah Deck] You know what it is... H.G., U.D.Z's. S.I.N.Y., 10304, get big Yeah.. Wu-Tang for life [Inspectah Deck:] It's like World War
held it down. While we conquered new grounds. It's a universal sound. The Witty Unpredictable Talent And Natural Game. Yo... [Chorus x2: Inspectah Deck] Not many last in the game Wu-Tang
a full moon With the force of a trojan horse Pushin, flowin, have your seatbelt fastened We blastin into orbit, Wu restore the new chamber Wu-banger number
: (feat. Masta Killa) [Intro: Inspectah Deck] Is you ready? Back by popular demand... Murderous specialist tactics Wu-Tang Clan, no rehearsal or practice
's snuck cross the border Semi-automatic attack'll spray y'all Liquid Sword swingin slay all, I'm AWOL [Chorus x1.5] [Verse Three: Street Thug] Wu-Tang
, 3 thou was ill, like a male version of Lauren Hill, Mobb Deep shook it but Prodigy took it a lil too far, can?t fuck with Brooklyn, Wu Tang gang bang
strike like a bowling ball, holding y'all hostage like hail, electrifying the third rail Peep the smash on paragraphs of ruckus Wu-Tang (Clan ain't nuttin
lighter And burnt that ass like Dhalsim in Street Fighter I play the shadows, scopin' out you lime lighters and Desperados [Chorus: Suga Bang Bang (RZA
some 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
freedom must speak Gon keep me 10 toes and knees untill I'm soaked up in cheese And to my enemies choke a slug and to my slang bang flowwers Keep on
slang My singles be the jingle like, pockets of loose change My crew bang to set the mic a-fire with Wu-Tang school y'all, Wu-Tang all in your poontang