[Ghostface]
 Be friends wit'cha gram!
 I want everyone to stand up and be counted tonight
 Hey you  blow your whistle (whistle sound)
 Now clap ya hands and say yeah! (yeah)
 [Ghostface]
 Tune my voice out  tune my mic out
 Tune my voice out  tune my mic out
 Yo  this is how we rock
 This is how we rock
 This is how we rock  rock
 Hey you  blow your whistle (whistle sound)
 [Ghostface]
 Yeah, we in the joint yo
 We in the joint
 Hey yo, hey, yeah, scream
 Hey now, I want all you brothers and sisters to stand up
 (Ah shit!)
 I want everyone to stand up and be counted tonight
 (Stand up, yeah)
 Brothers and sisters, if you know you've got your thing together
 (Put your muthafuckin' hand in the air)
 I want you to stand on up!
 Now I got something to tell ya
 (Swing it from left to right)
 I'll tell you, now that I think about it
 (Yeah)
 And now I wanna tell ya how to get your thing together
 (Play with this, you can't play with this)
 Come on now, get a groove going
 (Uh)
 Yeah
 Hey you, blow your whistle (whistle sound)
 [Charli]
 Yo, yo, yo
 Yo tony, what up?
 Heard your dick was good
 [Ghostface]
 You should know, yo I fucked you on the side of my hood
 [Charli]
 Never that dawg
 >From where you can never hit it
 Throw a razor in my mouth on the low
 And suck ya dick wit' it
 [Ghostface]
 The world famous, priceless, still stainless dick
 Pray over this, scoped ya love, nameless
 Heavyweight dick in ya jaw
 Good lickin' fom ya lips, now babygirl throw the song
 [Charli]
 Yo, yo, yo
 Aye yo Tony, you phoney
 We both signed to Sony
 But for half ya pub, ride that dick like a Pony, what
 [Ghostface]
 Yeah, what, put your money on my dick
 Girls, all eyes on my dick
 [Charli]
 Yo, yo, yo
 Cats fatigued out, thinkin' they armies
 My crew arms me with beats, how we swarm bee?
 Who bang?, B'More and Wu Tang, new thang
 Mad at how we do thangs, RZA cop me two fangs
 Official, now I bite through gristle
 Gold teeth style in from Philly to Stanton Island
 While in the meantime, spit mean lines
 Fuck clean rhymes, like mine's grimmy
 Like my niggas be
 Picture me, coming off soft
 Ya'll just cough up shit, I swallow rhymes
 Makin' bitches swallow 9's, re-define
 This rap shit, make my shit a classic
 Like Bethoven, stay posin'
 For the camera, stamina
 Like a crackhead, and crackheads are amauters
 You try me, no in-between like Y to Z
 Pick brains like labotomies
 Still thoughts to charts of Billboard's
 Throw pour ill spores, leave niggsa stiff like still-born's
 I want all you brothers and sisters to stand up
 (What, what, what)
 I want everybody to stand up and be counted tonight
 (Stand up baby, stand up baby)
 Brothers and sisters, if you know you've got your thing together
 I want you to stand on up!
 (Stand up yo)
 Now I got something to tell ya
 I'll tell you, now that I think about it
 (Yeah, what, what, what)
 And now I wanna tell ya how to get your thing together
 [Ghostface]
 I'm like Spider-Man's fifth brohter up in the Clan
 Drop like crap's that's scattered all up in ya van
 Skelly-man crook, character star
 In Donna Boines book
 MGM, Heaven and Hell, sat with the cook
 With the big spice bone, red hair's is killin' me
 Knotted up, twisted and green
 Seen them crystal's in that rap yo
 And get Barear
 Bear hug and five hundered ounce of that Staision
 Wild man, Sarah
 Rush after hours, Alpha in the beds
 Caked hands like Dai Smith, rap haggler with a fade
 Magillia, Charli Baltimore with Hazel driftin' withdrawels
 Wind Face start with the Killah
 Stood still, a whole river chill
 Looked up and got dogged, that's when RZA started to build
 Hey yeah!
 I want all you brothers and sisters to stand up
 Hey yeah!
 I want all you brothers and sisters to stand up
 Hey you, blow your whistle (whistle sound)
 [Charli]
 What, what, what, what!
 [Ghostface]
 Aye yo, you craze me, turtleneck nigga rockin' Pasley
 Shots crazily, steady blazin' where the spaids be
 Teams like Starsky and Hutch, you put deluxe truck
 Ya bankrupt, 52's Knox, I heard you Ku Klux, damn
 Tear it out the van, sweat it with a tan
 With get like Remo spray can, suga the ram
 Fuck a cocktail, get my balls licked in Hell
 Read his Igloo Tales, hell all the dogs with broken tails
 Salt range, short order tab
 Ironman, bubble bath, nuclear, split the atom in half
 Meet dime O's, fifth brother bug inside 8 pole
 Change though, crush the birds inside the strip pose
 [Charli]
 Rap Conspiracy, hold songs for ransom
 Lancin' in Ghostmode, coke mixed with Branson
 Sheisty, tree's soaked in half-ki's
 Sabotage N.Y. with snipe's and 79's
 Channel 9's scene street team made news with who's
 Charli, every 16 bars be
 Sickening, peep the scription
 Rhyme vixen
 Keep the clips in tact, watch ya back
 Ain't done yet, 8-Spunett
 Poison webbers
 Spider-Woman, two legged, how we did it
 What!
 Come on and get a groove goin'!
 Hey you, blow your whistle (whistle sound)
 Hey you, blow your whistle (whistle sound)
 Now clap your hands and say yeah
 Yeah....
 Now let me count it off
 1.. 2... 3
 Hey
 Hey, hey, hey yeah!
 I want all you brothers and sisters to stand up