[Blue Raspberry]
No one can $#&@ with the Wu Tang


Yo what what, yo
Exotic type %#@!
Ninety-four, we must go to war fast

With the pen and the pad
!@%&, shine like gold rims on Pathfinders
Wu-Tang reclines, lamps for the nine-squares kid

Money, clothes, designer hoes and shows y'all

[Raekwon]

Yo, yo, waking up about ten kid
Jumping in the shower, peace about to make
Moves and slide like grease

What, I'm all about Tecs and checks and nuff respect you front
I'm slamming you like the Lex
So now I'm out in the ninety-five

Rocking that real ^!$$% don't die
Guess down
Drawers Kani

But yo, I'm making a pit stop
Go and buy a box of Glocks, he rolled up and yo
Whattup Hobbes

Yo, remember that kid that we vicked
He made a half of mil for real
He brought about four bricks

Yo, so now we connect doors, meet me at the airport
Tell Golden Arms maintain the fort
Get in touch with that west coast Cali crab you stabbed

And meet me at the (*##$ lab
So word up kid, we slid like a fat four to twelve bid and %#@!
Couldn't even rest, I need the vic

And when I slept, I dream Gs, son I need some
Keys won't sell, call up Son
I heard Pook and Tyriq caught a beef over some real %#@!

A fake ^!$$% faked and they killed his click
Gimme a minute and I'm with it
Yo, ^!$$%s done did it

Rock your vest
Keep your whip tinted
So now we see him up in Bojangles strangling a forty ounce

With ten Gs worth of gold bangles)
Diamonds, what all up in his face
With his man's mace, medallions the size of dinner plates

Yo, he knew we knew him so we blew him
Took thirty G's worth of jewels off that ^!$$%
Do him

So now I'm lamping in my man's Land
Streets is hot like sand
G's is rolling in my right hand

Yup, you know the steezo black
Got to go down like that, Shallah
Cigars and ball hats

Ninety-four, taking ^!$$%s to war, yo, yo

[Interlude: Raekwon and Ghostface Killah]

What do you believe in, heaven or hell
You don't beleive in heaven cause we're living in hell
You don't beleive in heaven cause we're living in hell

So it's your life
What a chamber, $#&@ing with mad strangers
Yeah, you know how it runs baby

Straight up yo
Money, clothes, designer hoes and shows y'all
That's how it goes

Whatever
What do you believe in, heaven or hell
You don't believe in heaven cause we're living in hell

31st chamber y'all
So it's your life


[Outro]
^!$$%s ain't even know Son, only half is sewed cash
They haven't yet sold their weight

Question, %#@! is real, knamsayin')
^!$$%s think it's all about a real live Allah
A little hundred dollars and that make you a man
Knamsayin'