[Intro: Plush and rollies, ice chains and stogies No bitch could hold me, in this Thug
[Inspectah I hold it with the bolo grip, solo control the Behold, P.L.O. the click, man, it's with So quick, notice how we with the knuckles bare Wu-Tang, keep it like tupper ware The Jungle, Animal House, gat in mouth Polly the wild life, cannibal out Give this five course in effect, reel to reel or cassette Or with the on, peelin' the tech Killah Hill, man, you my set, feelin' my rep Annamette the top down, wheelin' the 'Vette Scoop me downtown, cop the and back to the bids Twist a blunt in front of Jake and still on the strip sick with the rap shit, stacking them chips In the pits, stick shit, cats packing grips Bad bitch the black six, after my dick She like, your pussy, and she smash my click Not a fake, not a fraud, see my on the wall Niggas straight, like an inmate, make the board waiting, dudes came for sure, I lay law Stay raw, a 'massacre' with no 'chainsaw' Half y'all talk about it, but you want war See my wolves eat the bones and we still want We be foaming at the mouth, even, I doubt we leave without So reason, pounds are squeezing The lifestyle of fiends and beans, big dreams and Bitches ride the Scream Machine For a of it, the chick strip, clean out the jeans Next thing she was coke between the seams
Dexter Wiggles] + (RZA) If real niggas is listening, the life we living in, is (Witty is unpredictable, Witty Wu-Tang is unpredictable) Back for transitions, to save us from We in the race for time... so we won't lose our But if we run the like a thug We lose that mind that we made of
You kept the weapon concealed a magician's secret dollar bill to pull a knife from out of his heal Snatch the sword from the rock with one One finger, bzzz, ya body to sand You'll be hoping you'd be Spidey, to get away this You be hoping you be whitey when the judge get One man, can't uplift the Method Man standing on the hands of fans See the and Lieutenants, true descendant Splendid, unprecidented, hip hop Started from the benches, before the NARCs could snitch us He was God Cypher Divine, to spark the wizzes