[Intro: Force MDs]
We are the G-O-D's
And we came to rock the spot
Like Ironman Starks
They be the illest MC's, in the world today
Cappa Raekwon and the R-Z-A
So listen to them clear, and put the box right near your ear
Light your blunts and down your beers
Cause you could never f** with Wu-Tang k**er Beez
"From where we at to my man's cell
From where we at"
[Verse 1: Raekwon]
Say peace to cats who rock MAC Knowledge Knowledges
Street astrologists, light up the mic God, acknowledge this
Fly joints that carry two points, Corolla Motorola holder
Play it God, E-pack over the shoulder
Chrome tanks, player like Yanks, check the franchise
Front on my guys, my enterprise splash many lives
Repel all fakes like reflectors
He had sugar in his ear in his last crack career
We can can him, manhandle him, if you wanna
Run in his crib-o, get ditto, skate like a limo
And jet to the flyest estate, relate take a break
Break down an eighth and then wait, drop it like Drake
Thugs they be booing and screwing, we canoeing
Claim they doing the same sh** we doing, f** a union
It's the same style, RZA train a boy, jump the turnstile
On the island he tried to challenge God for the new bals
Especially that, aluminum bat in the Ac
Relax, lay back, sell a grenade a day, it pays black
The Mac-10 flex wipe cats like Windex
Index finger be sore busting these fly scripts
The Wally kid count crazily grands with our plans
Laying with my b**hes and my mans in Lex Lands
We losing 'em, jet to the stash in Now Jerusalem
Abusing 'em, rocking his j**els like we using 'em
Low pro star, seven thick waves rock Polar
Roll with the older Gods, build with the Sun, Moon and Star
[Hook: Force MDs]
All these MC's start realizing
That Ghost got that sh** that'll keep you vibing
The Wu is here to bring you Shaolin's finest
But if your sk**s are weak you better step behind us
"Ghostface--Ghostface k**ah!!"
[Verse 2: Ghostface k**ah]
Mercury raps is roughed then God just shown like taps
Red and white Wally's that match, bend my baseball hat
Doing forever sh** like pissing out the window on turnpikes
Robbing n***as for leathers, high swiping on dirt bikes
Voice be mellow like Vaughn Harper, Radio Barber
Murder sleep away camp, the fly lady champ
The arsonist, who burn with his pen regardless
Slaying all these earthlings and fake foreigners
In the Phillipines, pick herbal beans, bubbling strings
Biochemical cream, we burn kerosene
The conviction of my tape is rape, wicked like Nixon
Blond heads, inscriptions with three sixes in
Kiss the pyramid experiment with high explosive
I slapbox with Jesus, lick shots at Joseph
Zoom in like binoculars, the rap blacksmith
Money's Rolex, was rockless, Chef ragtop is spotless
I'm Iron Man no die-cast metal, I'm steel-alloy
True identity hidden inside secret tabloids
Breathe oxygen, both sides of my jaw carry oxes
The track hit like the bangers, in hundred watt boxes
Yo jostling these cats while Little J be deli-ing
Sip Irish Moss out of Widelians
"rhymes like retail, make sure sh** sell
From where we at to my man's cell"
[Hook: Force MDs]
All these MC's start realizing
That Ghost got that sh** that'll keep you vibing
The Wu is here to bring you Shaolin's finest
But if your sk**s are weak you better step behind us
"Cappa-Cappa-Cappa-Cappachino"
[Verse 3: Cappadonna]
Give me the the fifty thou, small bills
My gold plate, my slang k**s
My beer spills, what up lils?
Murder one dun
k**er bee stung, guess who back home son
My technique of slang camp won, third platoon soon
Cristal bottles, cages of boom, Papi wardrobe
The mad-hatter big dick style, beware goons
Smuggle balloons, lornadoones in fat p**y wounds
Let the Gods build, pull up the grill
Check out the mad sk**s
Top secret technique, too hard for you to peep it and keep it
Jiggy style of rap and watching knuckle slang sweep it
Out of order tape recorder can't record my slaughter
Spoil the rotten Donna too good to be forgotten
High top notch, borderline rhymes is hand-co*ked
Ninety-six, my ill sound clash is still hot
Get yourself shot
[Hook: Force MDs]
All these MC's start realizing
That Ghost got that sh** that'll keep you vibing
The Wu is here to bring you Shaolin's finest
But if your sk**s are weak you better step behind us