Wu-Tang Clan

[RZA]
All you hoes, be cryin for these bitches
All you niggaz, be cryin for these hoes
{*scratched samples*}
Both hands clusty - Ghost, Pullin out gats - Raekwon
Double barreled - Meth, Blew off the burner kinda dusty - Ghost
We back, don't test - Raekwon, Bring it to em proper, potnah - Meth
Comin from the thirty-six chamber - Meth
Math, let the plate spin - GZA, Many brothers y'all be sparkin
Stray shots, all on the block that stays hot - Inspectah Deck
If ya fuck with Wu, we gots ta fuck witchu - Method Man
[Ghostface Killah]
Who the fuck knocked our buildings down?
Who the man behind the World Trade massacres, step up now
Where the four planes at huh is you insane bitch?
Fly that shit over my hood and get blown to bits!
No disrespect, that's where I rest my head
I understand you gotta rest yours true, nigga my people's dead
America, together we stand, divided we fall
Mr. Bush sit down, I'm in charge of the war!
[Inspectah Deck]
Yes yes y'all, the I-N-S bless y'all
Stop hearts like cholesterol, let's brawl
Never fall, tear it down like a wreckin ball
Role call where my niggaz that's one for all
And all for one, we draw the guns on impulse
Cash in the envelope, spend it on kinfolk
Then smoke a ounce as we count mills
Providin you pure ecstasy without pills
[Chorus: Method Man]
Y'all know the rules, we don't fuck with fools man
How the fuck did we get so cool man?
Never ever disrespect my crew
If ya fuck with Wu we gots ta fuck witchu
[Masta Killa]
Y'all dogs better guard ya grills, it's all real
We live from (?), it's the God I-Reelz
Yo wonderful, spark the blillz
Let me build with the people for the mills
I'm rollin with the Rebel I-Ill from Killa Hill, peace to Brownsville
Brothers that'll kill for the will of the righteous
Twenty-five to lifers, true and livin snipers
You wait like Sixth Sense 'til hard to kill