[THH]	Harlem World, Shaolin
 [Rae]	We back.. and we ain't goin nowhere
 	Get that?  They gonna respect me
 	(Just just slay on em when you come back)

 [The Harlem Hoodz]
 Yo, the effervesence of my team be cool, calm
 Persuasive, deadly, posessive, manic depressive
 In the golden art, [niggaz] get torn apart
 in the dark, sharks swim deeper than Noah's Ark
 Harlem Hood, Wu breddern, stay rebellin
 Better be, careful of the beef that you meddle in
 Devilish advocates, death peddlin
 Turn another kettle in, we be veterans

 Say no more, ?Banky? gonna lay down the law
 Got Hoodz that's quick on the draw to sick em on y'all
 Them broads that you sweatin, I don't stick em no more
 We import dimes from Singapore, bang em on tour
 Run down to Sean John, we gon order some more
 You got, ones in your crib, then I'm outside your door

 [Raekwon the Chef]
 Twist a black Dutch up, whattup, crane style, chain style
 Magnolium Rock, twenty-eight thou', plus
 gorgeous, Star Trek cordless
 Finish the [bitch] we in it, need more fish in the fortress
 Flashback freeze, shatter in the sweater three keys
 Myer Lans' stance, Don Steez

 Chorus: Raekwon

 Yo, take time out, hold your nine out
 Polly with the all time lineup, send mine to shine, what?
 Cream Team lifestyle, aight now..
 .. ground get wiped out, mic fightin on the kite now
 Despite thou, go against us, win it right now
 Shed light, bring it to light, and move right

 [Inspektah Deck]
 Another sound boy dyin, crowd noise multiplyin
 Don't let the fuzz slide in, bust out the sirens
 Sure win, lure em in like exotic women
 I smile with the sinister grin to finish him
 You [fuckin] with Hoodz, get your goods pushed back
 you fraud, pull the wool off your Hollywood act
 Throw your body on the tracks, pull the back out your raps
 Burn like, the human torch, lookin for collapse
 It's the intricate, syndicate, thoughts travel infinite
 Thunderous, movin hundreds, we on the run

 [Harlem Hoodz]
 Who bring that Harlem World Willie [shit] the best, we know
 New Jack City 2, ?Banky? be Nino
 600 Benz-ino, midnight blue
 Put a dime in the front, I'm off to slide pipe through

 [Method Man]
 Yo, it's us, the Cold Crush, ice [niggaz] plush
 Baby what, peep the black dust, diamond in the rough
 Give a [fuck], I'm like iodine, see me in the cut?
 Playin shadows, ridin on the track side-saddle
 Long John Silver, the God on your block like God-zilla
 *RRAWWARRR* She gave away my [pussy] I'ma kill her

 Chorus: Raekwon

 Aiyyo, spit for me, hear me, Cream Team
 Wake these [niggaz] up they ain't hear me, promotin on Leary
 Yo come back, switch slang theory
 American Cream with no I in the team, laser beam

 [Killa Sin]
 Aiyyo I keep my [shit] baggedy, pants saggy, millionaire faculty
 backin me up, knee deep for casualties, speak brief
 Thoughts like a street sweep, sporadically reach peaks
 and spaz out, bitch smack your majesty
 Iron palm drillin through your cavity, you want it Dunn how badly
 Got eighty cats, creepin in your alley, where your dogz at?

 Chorus: Raekwon

 Yo, take time out, hold your nine out
 Polly with the all time lineup, send mine to shine, what?
 Cream Team lifestyle, aight now..
 .. ground get wiped out, mic fightin on the kite now
 Despite thou, go against us, win it right now
 Shed light, bring it to light, and move right

 "America's Cream Team.."
 "Ah-ah-America's Cream Team.."

 [Funk Flex]
 Uh-huh, what what?
 One time baby, big shout to the RZA
 Big shout to my man Power
 Big shout to Raekwon the Chef, Inspektah Deck
 My man Method Man, big shout to my man ?Mel?
 Big shout to the Harlem Hoodz
 Big up my man Killa Sin
 Aight, you know how we do, sixty minutes of funk
 Volume Three, Funkmaster Flex aight the final chapter baby