[Intro: Raekwon] + (samples). (Make me yours) He get out of line break his fucking arm.... You know how it go (What am I supposed to say? Yeeaaah). You know word up not playing the games with these niggaz man. (Somebody tell me what do I do...). None at all man... hit 'em off none of that man. [Raekwon]. Aiyo jump out the Acura crazy heavy what's popping?. Us locking the game word to every hand on the lockmen. Street gwop everybody eats sweep blocks. This is a message ain't go no grams we gon' beatbox. Study like lessons niggaz in the game biting the grain. You knowing where it came from stop it. You thought we wasn't coming? You dumbing you blunted again. Watch Lex get that dough out ya pocket rhyme all 'pallegic. Can't nothing move when I rhyme when I drop lines it's law out in Egypt. Love ups don't need no batteries now what?. The only niggaz that'll glow'll be us. Yo throw me in Sin City leave me with the vultures and bats. Then give me two weeks to bubble like Kim titties. Dirt Dog we miss you now it's time to murder the game. Cuz if things change you know it ain't against Wu. [Chorus 1.5X: sample]. What am I supposed to say? Yeeaaah. Somebody tell me what do I do.... [GZA]. We keep it hot keep the heat on the block. We never stop drawing water up until it begin to drop. Raining with the patchwork of puzzles. That was written in the year of the dragon. More raw than you could ever imagine. How much of a great blessing to a rap city. Where the youth is organically fed from the Witty. Unpredictable Talent And Natural Game is lyrical. Analyze the picture the portrait the visual. A Cuban Link Chef cooks spaghetti that's untied. RAGU nigga whose tomatoes are sundried. He gave y'all niggaz whiplash from bling bling. But my rhyme'll give ya hot flash and moodswings. Math shed light on divine secrets then science leaked it. For the lower level creatures that can't peep it. I observe MC's regardless. From a neighboring world which is ten times the sharpness.... [Chorus]. [Masta Killa]. Let the track wind and ya mind flow free. Remain conscious on this ride to ya best ability. Infinity back to the source of which it came. Energy see it change forms atoms being born never ending. On and on and on and travel with me. Not trying to convince the pack that it's a fact. For those who can't adapt I lived it shitted it back. We have agreed you'll feel the impact of the truth when I'll squeeze. The brain feels something pop hip hop locked in texts. Fat checks fly whips jewelry chicks. Enough kicks fitted crown buttoned down. Underneath the white T lies the four pound. This is forty-five minutes of menacing. Dismantling any MC opponent stepping in the zone. Get ya face blown (Get ya face blown). [Chorus]. [Inspectah Deck]. Observe the word when I speak get the truth's heard. True to the curb Wu classic is the new birth. Spreading the blessing across seven continents. Arm of the trench there's no form of defense. Entertainment nine swords swing rapid. Check the techniques first bow to The Abbott. Witty Unpredictable gritty individual. Valid if it's Actual Talent and it's Natural. Game rugged like the train pump it in ya vein. I and I ride or die under the name. W-U the primary ya secondary. Definitely not necessary the legendary. You printed the blueprints to do this shit. Moving the youth in the bricks. Spit poison tipped darts that rip hearts. Through the chest when I manifest my sick art. [Method Man]. Speaking my mind fall in line when I spit mine. Still in my prime still'll shine til it quit time. If this is a crime find me guilty I'm so sublime. So rapid with rhymes same slacking is assonine. Revealing the truth catching feelings it's still the Wu. Gorilla the booth body armored them killa proof. In living proof I'm the Wittiest Unpredictable. Most Talented rap muthafucker you ever listened to. [Cappadonna]. I'm a hustler I grind til my pack is done. Give a seed mad knowledge til they cracked and run. Can't nobody fuck with me I'm just too nice. Smack niggas in they head everytime I write. Yo I'm straight from Park Hill where the guns is popping. Where them little black kids do they grocery shopping. Go to school fucked up it's Africa Island. We poor in the bricks but inside it's nothing but talent