Come and taste my seasonin', Chef, the cooking that is Back with a stove, your mouth water, you starve for this Exclusive with hard denim, heavyweight A neighbor illustrated Alex Haley with Waves spinnin' like the Titanic, take a float on Silky like King Henry the eight robe in frame Restaurants with keys, it's big business Well groomed and elegant posture is real Status is gigantic, alpaca Meetings in the Vatican, drinkin' with the Muscle Milk Praises go to Ason, the dynasty Mr. Russell Feed me royal shottas with Glocks, clean 'em with tea oil China dolls from Bangkok, we bang 'em, train 'em and 'em loyal Trees stank, she come the top of my Yves Saint Wise-Universal when I bang Grizzly with the big bank, it's 5 stars, y'all, when I rank
Egos are somethin' the Wu-Tang trust stupid jealous niggas, y'all 'bout to get rust This ashes to ashes to to dust These devilish MC's fuck with us, Lord Egos are that the Wu-Tang trust These stupid jealous niggas, y'all to get rust This ashes to to dust to dust These [?] cannot fuck with us,
Rifles out, bear like the tuggin' silk drawers frontin', while her head stuntin' Mo' flood the garage Man the goats launchin' cards from Africa Catch me in the hookah Brains linked, Cohibas say the seeds bang Coffee pots with graveyard rings, Gs Yankee on the top of the charts throwers, they sharks Everybody wanna when my gun barks
Non-athletic anti-semetic rappers get no credit Pathetic septic lines, incompetent styles not Wu-Tang slang bangs in brain, this is not genetic, prophetic Unadulterated talent y'all talk that bullshit rhetoric
Egos are that the Wu-Tang trust These stupid jealous niggas, 'bout to get rust This ashes to to dust to dust These delivish MC's they cannot fuck us, Lord