On the firing line lock, one load Ready on the Ready on the left? Ready on the line? Watch for your targets Yeah, yeah, pay
to the fish fry where niggaz get burnt to a crisp out the pot, "Yeah yo I got this" Long armor, construction's on, I'm Catch me in the wildest beefs, I bombers
Bearded like Talibans, booted, my ninjas I'll come through, tuxedos on the gold llamas Priceless like emeralds, check out the ski King Tut's gave it to me for three bags
Of heron, Don Baron, a bag of blow Fifth out, runnin' up in Saks the ill army Feds, play dead, yo check out what Rae said Lay on your hands, let the Branson break
High energy, all my a kin to me how it go down I still get ten a ki Beware of my enemies, remember me with the low goose on and I've been a beast
Wildin' in my headphones, red in my Good ganja out, if I die up my headstones With water, dough, acid and classics
All my niggaz who The spirit'll out and grab shit Max with the laser on 'em, caskets Broke bugged thugs in the maxing
Still 1-6-Ooh niggaz, straight up Whoa, hold up, up
The nozzle aim, rip your frame for pocket change Fiend for the Rush Hour 4, pop a vein Thousand dollar pop, pause or get off top Used to be a general, just lost spot
House, two grand'll handle your mouth Beast mode the G-Code, cancel 'em out Son, I've seen hell, fell into the palms of Satan Don I am made 'em bow in the face of God
Graveyard Shiftin', different day, the same The name then the chain swing and dames cling Money green, Maury kicks, and new fitteds Advocated by the few who do it
Blomberg, a nigga cop the Mossberg Shorty ain't a shorty, he a Shooter like Old man told me, don't be, blind to deception, Sharp with perfection, homey, mind is a weapon
Relax, you got your muscles tight, Word,
First we told niggaz, then we showed y'all niggaz, huh? We gon' take it with this By the time you get a show, we've all around the globe, huh? We gon' take it back this
you even had a name, you was screamin', "Wu-Tang" We take it back with this we was runnin' on the block, you was under your pops, remember We take it back with this, let's go
Armored truck money, Shazam bangles, the throne like Julius Caesar, mob, slash, Killah's guard passports and visas, all of my goons They be spoons because boom he had a massive seizure
Hot chocolate lovers, is published Detroit bitches out of town be to fuck us This is talk, shank lullabies Ben Franks, we like Jet Blue we hella high
on the dumbbell L We can't S P E L L MTV or TRL Supreme novelists, we superior, guardin' the post low in the 'jects, got it locked in your area
Ain't to hurry up we like rebel niggaz Powdered up wildin' in the streets of No matter the crime, I'm beatin' the If I'm a wrong, a hit a judge right in his face
Shittin' out, come to court dates Mittens on shines with blood that's the color of wine Talk to me, my mystique Kick the boards, six thousand a week
Pay homage, what the don beat, a minor threat I see your sweat roll down your And soft and sweet, your talk is pork Get murdered in New when I enforce the heat
And the cost ain't cheap, my advice is Bring back the life that you thought was Way of the Gun', son, who the nicest? S.K., no stun gun, devices
Time Crisis, I the game, low lifers In a brawl, ripped the phones out the walls in Vipers in the infirmary rooms slicers Shiesters with in their blood might bite you
Fuck that bitch, your wife don't write Cancel her, buy one just like her Pipers in the bucket of ice taste Today's mathematics when we build in The baby automatic kill like Air Force I'm still when I spill the hypeness
The dark and this place come here That's
First we told y'all niggaz, then we y'all niggaz, huh? We gon' take it back with By the you get a show, we've been all around the globe, huh? We gon' take it back this
you even had a name, you was screamin', "Wu-Tang" We gon' take it back with When we was runnin' on the block, you was under your pops, We gon' take it back this, let's go