[00:01.64](Make me yours) He get out of line, break his fucking arm...
[00:10.88]You know how it go (What am I supposed to say? Yeeaaah)
[00:14.36]You know, word up, not playing the games, with these niggaz, man
[00:16.55](Somebody tell me what do I do...)
[00:19.16]None at all, man... hit ''em off, none of that, man

(Raekwon:)
[00:26.15]Aiyo, jump out the Acura, crazy heavy, what''s popping?
[00:29.04]Us locking the game, word to every hand on the lockmen
[00:31.95]Street gwop, everybody eats, sweep blocks
[00:33.97]This is a message, ain''t go no grams, we gon'' beatbox
[00:36.52]Study like lessons, niggaz in the game biting the grain
[00:39.64]You knowing where it came from, stop it
[00:41.05]You thought we wasn''t coming? You dumbing, you blunted again
[00:43.78]Watch Lex get that dough out ya pocket, rhyme all ''pallegic
[00:47.05]Can''t nothing move when I rhyme, when I drop lines it''s law out in Egypt
[00:50.62]Love ups, don''t need no batteries now, what?
[00:53.04]The only niggaz that''ll glow''ll be us
[00:55.02]Yo, throw me in Sin City, leave me with the vultures and bats
[00:57.99]Then give me two weeks to bubble like Kim titties
[00:59.87]Dirt Dog, we miss you, now it''s time to murder the game
[01:02.62]Cause if things change, you know it ain''t against Wu

(Chorus x1.5: sample)
[02:43.81][01:58.88][01:05.99]What am I supposed to say? Yeeaaah
[02:48.64][02:04.34][01:10.58]Somebody tell me what do I do...

(GZA:)
[01:18.67]We keep it hot, keep the heat on the block
[01:20.50]We never stop, drawing water up until it begin to drop
[01:23.17]Raining with the patchwork of puzzles
[01:24.79]That was written in the year of the dragon
[01:26.45]More raw than you could ever imagine
[01:27.85]How much of a great blessing to a rap city
[01:30.59]Where the youth is organically fed, from the Witty
[01:33.04]Unpredictable, Talent And Natural Game is lyrical
[01:35.50]Analyze the picture, the portrait, the visual
[01:37.75]A Cuban Link Chef cooks spaghetti that''s untied
[01:40.22]RAGU nigga whose tomatoes are sundried
[01:42.73]He gave y''all niggaz whiplash from bling bling
[01:44.83]But my rhyme''ll give ya hot flash and moodswings
[01:47.18]Math shed light on divine secrets, then science leaked it
[01:50.35]For the lower level creatures that can''t peep it
[01:52.84]I observe MC''s, regardless
[01:54.20]From a neighboring world which is ten times the sharpness...

(chorus)

(Masta Killa:)
[02:06.94]Let the track wind and ya mind flow free
[02:08.41]Remain conscious on this ride to ya best ability
[02:10.93]Infinity, back to the source of which it came
[02:13.23]Energy, see it change forms, atoms being born, never ending
[02:16.83]On and on and on and, travel with me
[02:18.94]Not trying to convince the pack, that it''s a fact
[02:21.52]For those who can''t adapt, I lived it, shitted it back
[02:24.08]We have agreed, you''ll feel the impact of the truth when I''ll squeeze
[02:27.40]The brain feels something pop, hip hop, locked in texts
[02:30.15]Fat checks, fly whips, jewelry, chicks
[02:32.51]Enough kicks, fitted crown, buttoned down
[02:34.63]Underneath the white T lies the four pound
[02:36.97]This is forty-five minutes of menacing
[02:38.59]Dismantling, any MC opponent stepping in the zone
[02:41.84]Get ya face blown (Get ya face blown)

(chorus)

(Inspectah Deck:)
[02:50.06]Observe the word, when I speak, get the truth''s heard
[02:52.45]True to the curb, Wu classic is the new birth
[02:54.79]Spreading the blessing across seven continents
[02:57.24]Arm of the trench, there''s no form of defense
[02:59.58]Entertainment, nine swords swing rapid
[03:01.69]Check the techniques, first bow to The Abbott
[03:03.99]Witty Unpredictable, gritty individual
[03:06.15]Valid, if it''s Actual, Talent and it''s Natural
[03:08.69]Game, rugged like the train, pump it in ya vein
[03:11.57]I and I ride or die under the name
[03:13.76]W-U, the primary, ya secondary
[03:15.63]Definitely not necessary, the legendary
[03:17.66]You printed the blueprints to do this shit
[03:21.17]Moving the youth in the bricks
[03:23.28]Spit poison tipped darts that rip hearts
[03:24.70]Through the chest, when I manifest my sick art

(Method Man:)
[03:31.44]Speaking my mind, fall in line when I spit mine
[03:33.73]Still in my prime, still''ll shine til it quit time
[03:36.02]If this is a crime, find me guilty, I''m so sublime
[03:38.44]So rapid with rhymes, same slacking is assonine
[03:40.92]Revealing the truth, catching feelings, it''s still the Wu
[03:43.36]Gorilla the booth, body armored, them killa proof
[03:45.47]In living proof, I''m the Wittiest Unpredictable
[03:48.13]Most Talented rap muthafucker you ever listened to

(Cappadonna:)
[03:50.27]I''m a hustler, I grind til my pack is done
[03:52.24]Give a seed, mad knowledge til they cracked and run
[03:54.51]Can''t nobody fuck with me, I''m just too nice
[03:56.84]Smack niggas in they head everytime I write
[03:59.18]Yo, I''m straight from Park Hill where the guns is popping
[04:01.96]Where them little black kids do they grocery shopping
[04:03.96]Go to school fucked up, it''s Africa Island
[04:06.53]We poor in the bricks but inside it''s nothing but talent