(feat. Killa Sin, Blue Raspberry) 



[Intro: Blue Raspberry] 

Ladies and gentlemen 

Live from the universal grains of Shaolin 

The Wu-Tang Killa Bee Dart Tournament 

Featuring Cilvaringz and Killa Sin 



[Cilvaringz:] 

Remember Brasshead? He put the copper in charge 

And blew the whistle on that fake shit like Anthony Starks 

I come, smashing cats in the head with a boom 

He flashing at me, them faggots, and nope, I Dutch Schultz 

Cutting balls off, brashing and brew, my big dreams 

Niggas except they not all ameant to get ahead of theyselves 

Kareem, lock it down for the brothers of Islam 

Bitch, calm down, I'm swinging these big bombs 

King Kong bullets I ping pong, I'm hovering 

Shook ones they ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-just stuttering 

Wu-Tang backing me, can't go wrong 

I'mma, family man, fuck a solo song 

You a, homo thug, we them Boss Hog killas 

All that lame shit you spit, silent raw's killer 

Bitch, me and Killa Sin, we killing the gift 

Could lock down on you suckas of love just like a G-Roc 

Aiyo, Killa, man, show 'em what we talking about 



[Killa Sin:] 

Killa's loco, vocals hold you hostage 

Gothic, size out live shit, catch a wise quick, focus 

We stone fist explosive, load 'em like fo'-fifths 

To roast clicks, ferocious as Ro bitch, with no cinch 

My thoughts so dense they form mist 

I swarm quicker than norm, Bee stingers stay dipped in corn liquor 

Warn niggaz from the last time, past time hobby be 

Robbin niggaz in they lobby, G, come out ya Wallabees 

Fifty-six penny-weight chain limit the policy 

Modernize crime comodity, now let me get mine 

I bang with the shadiest kind, crazy three-eighties 

And baby nines, sip the crime, pay me mine every time 

Heavy shine, fuck a nine, to half a dime 

Nigga grab a mastermind rhyme, before I have to blast my nine 

So I keep it on the low key, like P. Bobby O.G. 

Johnson, the monster that'll conquer your sponsor, uh 



[Interlude: Blue Raspberry] 

It's the invincible, indestructable 

Amazing, undisputed, from the grains of Shaolin 

Wu-Tang Killa Bees 



[Blue Raspberry:] 

Wu-Tang, we done it again 

Wu-Tang, Cilvaringz and Killa Sin 

They ain't ready for this, nah, ain't ready for this 

Blue Ras, back on the scene, killing shit 

You can't handle it, the wannabees out there 

Trying to bite our shit, no, no, no, no... 

They can't even come close, we're the best from coast to coast 

The Clan is too thick and we international... 

International... ohhhhhhh 



[Outro: Blue Raspberry] 

Low down grimey style 

Wu-Tang, from the universal grains of Shaolin