Lyrics

[Intro: 'Unbeaten 28' sample] The Wu-Tang Clan will rise again There are many of us, all working for the good of the Wu-Tang Die [Verse 1: StreetLife] So get your egg crashed by my Hellz Wind Staff While the feature broadcast is splashed to tell the news Like Katie Chung, how the bullet collapsed his lung His father watched in horror as he swallowed his tongue Another youth dead before the age of 21 Left his son to grow in the ghettos of the slums Where the shots echo for twisted metal for cash flow React slow, nigga, and get P.L.O By the lone gunner who took revenge for his brother Who got slain last summer by a cocaine runner A new year is dawnin', new crews is formin' Rival gangs warrin', blood steadily pourin' The streets are deep, son, every day is like a rerun So I reach out and try to teach one But 85% uncivilized content No tolerance, so a lifetime is spent Behind a cage, bent, smoked out and on a park bench Killer instinct, slave rap niggas get lynched [Verse 2: Ghostface Killah] So, yo! Break that nigga arm fast as a fuck Tell Ra, Goldie left my beige jacket in his truck To all you slew-footed penguins duckin' from these hot rocks that's flamin' Chocolate for all you rap Damians Sprayin' cards, espionage, dodge ball square hard Strip bars, no bras, wet leotards In the making, next album, Blood on Chef Apron Keep a Gambino PlayStation in your playpen Discovery Channel, cats the Book of Daniel Coke blunts hot as a fuck, swatted bamboo High school dropouts, baseheads get knocked the fuck out! On the regular for robbin' a good nigga house Rough cut raw doses, the unexplainable Hot rock lava, gringo throw the Frusen Gladjé [Break] *Kung Fu sample* Hahahaha [Verse 3: Inspectah Deck] Yo, what you know about this specialist armed dangerous? Hit you close range with this madness Unique design shine like a deep dish The beat kick, technique split on your weak shit Yes! The rhythm, the Rebel, alone in my level Heat it up past the boiling point of metal Livin' legend, veteran known to set trend Lethal weapon, step through your section With the Force like Luke Skywalker Rhyme author, orchestrate mind torture Live performer, bid the mic sayōnara Borderline to insane, I rain firewater Tape recorder, can't be saved by a court order I got my sword 'cross your throat, you joke [Verse 4: Method Man] We on the run with the golden guns, get you none When it reach out and touch someone, blaze their buns Now I'm guilty by association Times of blackness eclipsin' the Sun Target practice commence when I throw these darts at these rappers Ricochet, hit the charts, bloody your mattress Hold me down, Wu bloodkin, I'm goin' in Shootin' bullets at the top ten, rhyme concoction Blend like chameleon All these niggas want cheese, is we mice or men? Word up! We can go platinum, but then Still can't get no satisfaction once again Back on the block crumb snatchin', blowin' backs in Cold-blooded nine assassins, time for action Johnny Unitas, handle that like arthritis Still, hold a golden touch like King Midas [Verse 5: RZA] Drownin' problems in Heinekens imported from Holland Gettin' boosted off of Killa Bee pollen Stone columns get cracked by drum tracks Smack loud as gun claps Pin a crab to death with a thousand thumbtacks The Wu centerfold, it be's the Wind Ninja scroll Soul Edge blade controls your Interpol The Fig Newt', fruit from the forbidden tree root I stay secluded in the Chamber, trainin' new recruits With Fatal Guillotine, the black hooded team What it means when bullet screams From the hot Glock like rock from a sling (Sometimes...) Pushed through like George Bush, Operation Wolf Shots get popped on the block, causin' blood to gush From digital to analog, the Wu-Wear camouflage My entourage squad be stompin' through Zanzibar Like herds of cattle, RZA plays the wall like a shadow Connectin' Brooklyn/Shaol like the Verrazanno-Narrows [Verse 6: Raekwon] Stash the cream though, Isotoner ice style gleamo Lex graffiti name Remo Hold 'em, we rollin', askin' me though Raps is hotter than hot tamales in Toledo Pussy — that shit she passin' off to me, though We wax Ajax niggas with a axe, Maxamill You could crash a meal, got you back Steel Scold 'em and fold 'em like they thousand dollar bills, sit back, eyein' y'all niggas out Fakes that delegate, we spittin' fire out Verb burglar, design the Wally shoe store reserve a jet status Guyanese bird up on my mattress Watch me mack this! Ralph Lauren goose inside a fashion Yo, these hands is flooded and they mad quick Strong approach like magnets, custom wood crane name Stylin' rich, RZA made the waves in one chain Feelin' mics like wheelin' a bike Slide like step on his Klondike, get your dart right We moving on it like wind breaker niggas get their face broke Jewellery get snatched Magazine right on the low, fuck y'all cats! (Sometimes...)