[**feat. Ghostface Killah & Suga Bang:] Fu Sample (Raekwon):] We do to fear him, the Shaolin faces a crisis And one of the will be the Wu-Tang Clan I just he was there... (damn) So we all be prepared ~Raekwon (Suga Bang Bang)~] Them niggaz there, man (whooooa) Feds been on them niggaz all year, son (What I'm gonna do) (When it's cold outside) the nigga's in a bag right now (Haaaaaa haaaaa) They zipping a off, son (Hooooooooowww hoowwww... ohhhh ohhhh ohhh) Right... (It's cold... ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh) [Chorus (2x): ~Suga Bang~] it's cold outside, and the rain turn to ice When it's cold outside, and the rain to ice [Hook: ~Suga Bang Said mama's out here flipping out, just going off Somebody laid out, little kids weed Drive by, baby K what's going on Me with my motherfucking AK Ohhh ohhhh... what I'm gonna do it's cold outside... howwww... ohhh ohhh... it's cold... hey... Religious with hammers, get jammed up Cakes get battered, through to get it, them transactions Blood stinking fiends, machine guns, and teams Baking sodas, gold and gophers Land in every project, sex, lies, murderous to cassettes, vets dying on steps What's really taking place in hoods? Heads get clapped for trap, don't with my mind, I'm strapped Off with ya for fronting on me Last two L's, I visions of dead male and more sales life stories is made, and candles got blazed For little young soldiers by them strays Pigeons and goons in prisons divisions, they separating, laying cacoons And can't wait to come home soon bodies get found in lobbies, chopped up, decaying in rooms [Ghostface They found a two old, strangled to death With a "Love Daddy" shirt on in a bag on the top of the Police blowing niggaz, and judges Me and son had beef, I had to murk him, we to be brothers Cause he came home fronting, feeling like that I owe him I'm getting money, drive a little something something Renee got AIDS, with five smoked out House is brick, bills haven't been paid in A Brooklyn man's a molestor, court case and the raising SWAT stickers on the church, they Holiday is here and I'm vexed Who the fuck made up? I'm fucking broke, it ain't making no sense Newports are $7.50, a box of Huggies is off the rack back, thirty days, she relapsed Our need to leave Iraq And rap need to go on strike so we can get more cash Cause... Chorus:] (2x)