But y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me I'm the Osiris of this s**t Wu-Tang is here forever, motherf***** This 97, I ain't my n***** and my n***** rats Let's do it like this, I'ma rub your a** in a moonshine Let's take it back to 79 Abormatomically, Socrates' philosophies and hypotheses Can't define how I be droppin' these mockeries Lyrically perform armed robbery, flee with the lottery Possibly they spotted me, battle-scarred shogun Exposure when my pen hits, tremendous Ultraviolet shine, blind forensics I inspect, view through the future, see millennium Killer B's soul, 50 gold, 60 platinum Shacklin' the masses with drastic rap tactics Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths Black Wu-Tang is Queen B's Easter Gunson Rumblin' with patrolmen, tear gas, lace the function Heads by the score, take flight in sight of war Ticks hit the floor, die hard, fans demand more Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly Proceeds to blow, swingin' swords like Shinobi Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock Who got it locked, performin' live on your hottest block As the world turns, I spread like germ Bless the globe with the pestilence The hard-headed never learned It's my testament to those burned Play my position in the game of life, standin' firm On foreign land, jump the gun out the frying pan Into the fire, transform into the Ghost Rider A six-pack and a street car named Desire Who got my back in the line of fire, holdin' back What, my people's if you with me, where the f*** you at It's a strap that they tryna twist my beer cap It's called a germ for the bad seed from bad sperm Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm What the blood, clots, we smoke and blow spots You wanna think twice, I think not The iron lung ain't got to tell you where it's comin' from Guns of Navarone, tearin' up your battle zone Rip through your slums I twist darts from the heart Try to intrude, loop my voice on the LP Martini on the slang rocks, certified chatterbox Vocabulary donna talkin', tell your story walkin' Take cover, kid, what? Run for your brother, kid, run for your team And your six can't rhyme groupies So I can squeeze with the advantage And get wasted My deadly notes reign supreme, your fort is basic Compared to mine Domino effect, arts and crafts Paragraphs contain cyanide Take a free ride on my thought, I got the fashion Catalog for all y'all, the awe of praise through the guard The saga continues, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang Olympic torch flamin', we burn so sweet The thrill of victory, the agony defeat We crush slow, flamin' deluxe slow Poor, judgment day cometh Conquer, it's war, allow us to escape hell Glow-spinning bomb, pocket full of shells Out the sky, golden arms Tunes fit the immortal combat sound The fake boss death make the blood stain the ground A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum A death kiss, catwalk, squeeze another anthem Hold it for ransom, tranquilize with anesthesia My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas My music Sicily, rich California smell An ax kill adventure, paint a picture well I sing a song from Sing Sing, sippin' on ginseng Righteous wax chaperone, rotating ring kings Watch all the wooden soldiers, decipher punks couldn't hold us A thousand men rushin' in, not one was sober But we tickle up to the square, we stand gold like flair Escape from your dragon's lair In particular, my beats travel like a vortex Through your spine to the top of your cerebrum cortex Make you feel like you bust a raw sex Enter through your right ventricle, clog up your bloodstream Our terminal like Grand Central Station Program fat baselines on ovation Gettin' drunk like a duck in five year probation War of the masses, the outcome disastrous Many of the victim families save their ashes A million names on walls engraved in plaques Those who went back received penalties for their acts Another heart is torn, as close ones mourn Those who strayed just get slayed on the song The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds And leaked sounds, that's heard Ninety-three million miles away from K1 to represent the nation This is a gathering of the masses that come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage The High Chief Jamel I. Reid takes the stage Light is provided through sparks of energy from the mind That travels in rhyme form, givin' sight to the blind The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum Death only one can save self from This relentless attack of the track spares none Yo, yo, yo, what's that? Look at all these crack n****s laid back Lampin' life in gray and black, rumors on my man's rack Codeine was tossin' your drink You had a navy green, Solomon the Fiend Just never heard you scream You two-faced and scum of the slum I got your whole body numb Blowin' like Shalimar in 81, sound convincing Thousand-dollar cork pop convention Hands like Sonny Liston Get fly permission, hold the f*** up I'ma fasten your wig, bad luck, I humiliate Separate the English from the Dutch, it's me Black noble Jew, Ali Came of trees, we like the Genovese Sass on season, ease the grease, it's Earth Ninety-three million miles from the first rough turbulence The wave bursts, split the megahertz Ayo, that's amazing, gun in your mouth talk Verbal foul, all connect, thoughts that make my man chow walk Swift notarizer, blue tank all up in the high riser New York gang visor, word tranquilizer, just a dosage Delegate my clan with explosives Wow, my pen blow lines ferocious Mediterranean, see y'all The number one draft pick, tear down the beat, y'all The delegate, the guard, the seaguar The swift chancellor, flex the white gold tarantula Track truck diesel, play the Uyghur Substantial or max, mostly undivided Then slidin', sickenin', guaranteed Made him jump like Rod Strickland