God damn man these radio station be buggin
 Man it's three o'clock in the mornin, damn
 This hip-hop shit just keep
 Damn we got to slow this shit down man, yaknowhatImean?

 [Tekitha]
 Fiends were never waiting in the hill
 They ran one step ahead
 But the jiggy was always there

 Upon the project pavement
 There was death, enslavement of the mind
 Single mothers are filled with stress

 As I lay there with my baby
 We would look, from the window, and cry
 Then suddenly in the sky

 Between the new world ages
 We were blessed, and Wu-Tang fills the ear
 With the melody of a train (Lord is suddenly here!)

 False MC's are melting
 In the dark, all the weak LP's are
 going dowwwwwwwwwwwwwn

 God released the tape out, early May

 And, I don't think the world can take it
 Cause it took so long to make it
 And the hip-hop game'll never be the sammmmmmme

 Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang

 Upon the project pavement
 There was death, enslavement of the mind
 Single mothers are filled with stress

 Between the new world ages
 We were blessed, and Wu-Tang fills the air
 With the knowledge that God posess

 As I lay there with my baby
 We would look, from the window, and cry
 Then the Wu-Tang sign appears, in the sky

 Billboards started melting
 In the dark, all the weak MC's are
 going dowwwwwwwwwwwn

 God released the tape of, Earthly pain

 And, I don't think the world can take it
 Cause it took so long to make it
 And the hip-hop game'll never be the sammmmme

 And I don't think the world can take it
 Cause it took so long to make it
 And the hip-hop game'll never be the sammmmmmmmmmme

 Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang

 Wu-Tang