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