Intro: RZA  Raekwon
 Yo *echoes*
 Older cats *echoes*
 Yo *echoes*
 Whassup Rae? What's going on Son?
 Whattup dude?
 Yeah  I ain't see y'all cats in a long time
 Check it  yo
 Y'all better be on that shit too
 Older cats max with young godz who got the guns
 KnowhatI'msayin son?
 Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
 Y'all the little y'all the youth coming up
 Or get stung by the killer bee stinga from the slums
 KnowhatI'msayin son?
 Yo son
 Of the young Shaolin Monks, chickenheads will get done
 You the first man, you go first son

 Verse One: Shyheim

 I'm mobb deep, in cherry Cherokees I forever be
 on some thug shit, runnin wild through New York City
 Bustin guns rockin jew-els that shine like sun
 Stapleton is where I'm from
 And been down for years stayed on point like stairs (yeah, word up)
 Cuz the jealous motherfuckers want to end my career
 I never feared, the ghetto is hell, but I learned ta
 Keep my mouth shut and pack a nickel-plated burner
 And squeeze, if I get front on my nine millimi
 will have my enemies, behind trees
 Niggaz that think they live cuz they puff a little lye
 Pack a bullshit, twenty-five, nah don't think they'll kill us

 Chorus: RZA, with Rae

 Older cats mack, roll with young godz that got the guns
 You right about that kid
 Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
 Now yo y'all just keep everything moving you know
 Or get stung by the killer bee stinga from the slums
 The beat is sounding like Star Trek
 Of the young Shaolin Monks, taking heads, with the tongue
 So yo, youknowhatI'msayin Son?

 Verse Two: Madman

 Yo, deep in the ocean of the Atlantic, here comes the killa falcon
 I meditate then swing with the force of mountains
 Brain cells is able to be bi-debatable
 When I think it's hazardous to your ozone layer
 A pre-meditated killer plan so kill the Mayor, my silencer
 causes niggaz to hush, then I rush, like Manchus
 who guard jewels and collect, Cash Rules with heavy jewels
 I live by name and cut veins
 Burning bodies into flames
 Between my anger, I lock down every chamber
 Hillside strangeler, a nigga with a mask like Lone Ranger
 Rap poetic is injected into the brain athletic
 Build off of rhymin calisthetics
 I'm determined, I raise a army like Hitler done Germans
 and become the Allied commander, my enemies is catching on camera
 They seek death, I begin to torture them (calm down kid take your time)
 By giving butterfly stitches, bear witness
 as I hang with Jehovah's Witnesses

 Chorus: RZA

 Older cats max with young godz that got the guns
 Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
 Or get stung, by the killa bee stinga from the slums
 From the young Shaolin Monks, taking heads with the tongue

 Verse Three: Rubbabandz

 Yo, yo, this is manslaughter, so what you wanna do
 Last year, you ran for the border with your crew
 I flip, stacks, all the, time when I rhyme
 Libra is my sign, and can't stand swine
 When I dine, the automatic weapon
 Got niggaz steppin, in the opposite direction
 My jurisdiction, is off grounds to you clowns
 My proposition, meaning you go round for round
 Straight up and down, I broke the sound barrier
 Scarier, than a tight skirt wrapped around a transvestite
 The grammar, hype, nigga check your stacks
 Or you'll be rhyming with a broke back
 Niggaz talk about they rollin deep up in here
 The only way you roll is if you in a wheelchair

 Chorus: Raekwon, RZA

 Older...
 Yo, y'all calm down man calm down calm down
 Yeah, and yo
 Now yo, youknowhatI'msayin?
 I wanna tell y'all
 Y'all up under the restrictions of the Wu camp
 Aiyyo Rae, you got Killa Sin
 YouknowhatI'msayin?
 Madman, Shyheim the Rugged Child
 So just take your time and handle life as it comes
 Motherfuckin Rubbabandz, the young godz comin through
 Cause the real nigga gonna know what they gotta do
 Showin and provin youknowhatI'msayin? Shaolin forever

 Verse Four: Killa Sin

 Yo, may all the bullshit cease, increase the war fuck the peace
 Make shit hot like rockin tube socks at Jones Beach
 in the summer, number one gunner run for cover
 Keep em steppin with more Lethal Weapons than Danny Gloves
 I cock back, action packed raps and gats
 niggaz trade mats for prats people react, to RZA sharp tracks
 Another day nother body dropped you better keep your shottie cocked
 for actin snotty Hobbes catch karate chops
 Cuz Wu-Tang live, forever and a day
 you better pray for better ways to get away when my Beretta spray
 We never play with commercialism
 The hardcore rhythm give em more hell than an exorcism
 My terrordome be a clever poem let it be known
 I'm packin chrome and rollin phatter than eleven bones
 My crew's sicker than that AIDS shit
 While others get played quick, cause we be making hits through the grave sift
 My right hand man, myself and the Clan
 Gun and mic stands reverses help me see my first a hundred grand
 And to my Physical one love power crazy real
 for all them carbon copy niggaz lurkin in the rap deal

 Chorus: RZA

 Older cats max, the young godz yo they got the guns
 Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
 Or get stung by the killa bee stinga from the slum
 Come the young Shaolin Monks, taking heads with the tongue

 Older cats max, young godz got the guns
 Out of town niggaz best to run
 Yo, older cats mack, the young godz, check it out
 Yo, older cats mack, the young godz, they got the guns
 Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
 Or get stung by the killa bee stinga from the slum
 From the young Shaolin Monks, takin heads with the tongue
 From the slum comes the young Shaolin Monks, takin heads with the tongue
 Older cats mack, but young godz got the guns
 Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
 Or get stung
 Killa bee stinga from the slum, come the young
 Shaolin Monks taking heads with the tongue
 Older cats max, but young godz they got the guns
 Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
 Aiyyo stop it
 Older cats max but young godz they got the guns
 Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
 Or get stung by the killa bee stinga from the slum
 From the young Shaolin Monks taking heads with the tongue
 Young Shaolin Monks taking heads with the tongue
 Older cats max but young godz got the guns
 Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
 Or get stung