[RZA] Yo... check check it
 [Tekitha] You can never defeat
 [RZA] Yo check the method of this shit right here one time
 [Tekitha] The Gods
 [RZA] Sparkin your braincells to the upmost
 [Tekitha] Impossible
 [RZA] Unlimited epidemics bein spreaded
 [Tekitha] You can never defeat
 [RZA] You know, we try and add on for y'all niggas
 [Tekitha] The Gods
 [RZA] Yo, yo

 Verse One: RZA

 Fusion of the five elements, to search for the higher intelligence
 Women walk around celibate, livin irrelevant
 The most benelovent king, communicatin through your dreams
 Mental pictures been painted, Allah's heard and seen
 everywhere, throughout your surroundin atmosphere
 Troposphere, thermosphere, stratosphere
 Can you imagine from one single idea, everything appeared here
 Understanding makes my truth, crystal clear
 Innocent black immigrants locked in housing tenemants
 Eighty-Five percent tenants depend on welfare recipients
 Stapleton's been stamped as a concentration camp
 At night I walk through, third eye is bright as a street lamp
 Electric microbes, all body clothes
 Taking telescope pictures of globe, babies getting pierced with microchips
 stuffed inside their earlobes, then examinated
 Blood contaminated, vaccinated, lives fabricated
 Exaggerated authorization, Food and Drug Administration
 Testin poison in prison population
 My occupation to stop the innauguration of Satan
 Some claim that it was Reagan, so I come to slay men
 like Bartholemew, cause every particle is physical article
 was diabolical to the last visible molecule
 A space night like Rom, consume planets like Unicron
 Blasting photon bombs from the arm like Galvatron

 Verse Two: U-God

 United Nations, gun fire style patient
 Formulatin rap plural acapella occupation
 Conquer land like Napoleon, military bomb fest
 We want sanitary food, planetary conquest
 Thug peoples on some hardco' body shit
 Get your shit together 'fore the fuck Illuminati hit
 Dreams is free in escape of sleep
 For a fool peep jewels, keep tools for tough time
 The rule of rough mind, elevate, stay behind
 The sun gotta shine, keep on, cremate
 the whole Babylon, times up, move on
 Kings on your pawn, checkmate, no fakes
 opposed through the gate, case closed
 Things get froze, when it comes time, chosen ones
 were holding guns, we take flight with no fright
 and attack, never fear cause our words is clear
 What's been done can't be undone Son, we can't care
 Cause the last days and times are surely here
 Snakes and flakes get blown, by the rightous ones
 Divine minds bind, we unified as one
 Half of black hope, we half broke, smoke a bowl of weed shit
 Our everlastin answers stay flyin over Egypt

 Chorus: Tekitha

 For you to defeat, the Gods
 Impossible, you can never... defeat
 The Gods, impossible
 For you to defeat, the Gods

 Verse Three: Ghostface Killah

 Call an ambulance, Jamie been shot, word to Kemit
 Don't go Son, nigga you my motherfuckin heart
 Stay still Son, don't move, just think about Keeba
 She'll be three in January, your young God needs you
 The ambulance is taking too long
 Everybody get the fuck back, excuse me bitch, gimme your jack
 One, seven one eight, nine one one, low battery, damn
 Blood comin out his mouth, he bleedin badly
 Nahhh Jamie, don't start that shit
 Keep your head up, if you escape hell we gettin fucked up
 When we was eight, we went to Bat Day to see the Yanks
 In Sixty-Nine, his father and mines, they robbed banks
 He pointed to the charm on his neck
 With his last bit of energy left, told me rock it with respect
 I opened it, seen the God holdin his kids
 Photogenic, tears just burst out my wig
 Plus he dropped one, oh shit, here come his Old Earth
 With no shoes on, screamin holdin her breasts with a gown on
 She fell and then lightly touched his jaw, kissed him
 Rubbed his hair, turned around the ambulance was there
 Plus the blue coats, Officer Lough, took it as a joke
 Weeks ago he strip-searched the God and gave him back his coke
 Bitches yellin, Beenie Man swung on Helen
 In the back of a cop car, dirty tarts are tellin
 But suddenly a chill came through it was weird
 Felt like my man, was cast out my heaven now we share
 Laid on the stretcher, blood on his Wally's like ketchup
 Deep like the full assassination with a sketch of it
 It can't be, from Yohoo to Lee's
 Second grade humped the teachers, about to leave
 Finally this closed chapter, comes to an end
 He was announced, pronounced dead, y'all, at twelve ten

 Outro: Raekwon and Tekitha

 Now what my man is trying to tell y'all
 Is that across the whole globe (you can never)
 The murder rates is increasin, and we decreasin (you can never)
 So at the same time, when you play with guns
 When you play with guns Son (you can never defeat)
 That causes the conflict of you goin against your own (the Gods)
 You hear me, so let's pay attention
 Straight up and down, cause this is only a story
 From the real