[Intro: Roxanne]
It's Wu motherf**ers, ah Wu-Tang motherf**ers [3X]
It's Wu, ah goin on
[Verse One: The Genius/GZA]
Reunited, double LP, we're all excited
Struck a match to the underground, industry ignited
from metaphorical parables to fertilize the Earth
Wicked n***az come, try to burglarize the turf
Scattin off soft-a** beats them n***az rap happily
Tragically, that style, deter-iate, rapidly
Uncompleted missions, throwin your best known compositions
You couldn't add it up, if you mastered addition
Where I come from, gettin visual is habitual
De-mon-strate walkin on hot coal, in rituals
I splash the paint on the wall, it formed the mural
He took a look, saw the manifestation of it, was plural
Rhymin while impaired, dart hit your garment
Pierced your internal, streamlined compartments
Just consider the unparallel advantage
Of a natural disaster that's impossible to manage
[Verse Two: Ol Dirty ba*tard/Osirus]
b**h a** n***az counterfeit the funk
I smoke the bead and the skunk, tree top of the trunk
Moonshine drunken monk, YaHEAD, get shrunk
The touch of skunk, I be f**in b**hes by the chunk
my name black, do words wanna play in my dirt?
b**h stop my momma serve, free lunch from the church
I come like a thousand doves
b**h you quiet at the bus, makin the fuss, I gots tough love
Unglove the news, watch a n***a transfuse
Dirty add to the fuse, heavy at the booze
I don't walk, I get carried
Gold and platinum frisbees on my wall, lookin properly
but come-ly, I U.F.O. you Wright Brothers
The Indian that sold Manhattan to the white man
my grandfather, step up and get knocked right the f** out
Come to the cook-out, Dirty b**h at the mouth
You scared? Run around like a plane about to crash
[*sound of a plane crashing and explosion*]
[Roxanne] Wu-Tang motherf**ers [2X]
Yeah... and RZA
[Verse Three: RZA]
Yo, yo, The Riddler, funny bone tickler, freak Caligula
Bigger dick s** enigma pistol fertilize your stigma
Stinkbox, order from pink dot
MC's get stuck on ink blots as I plug to the sinkbox
Wu-Tang Incorp. take your brain on spacewalk
Talk strange like B-jork, great hero Jim Thorpe
How can I put it? Life is like video footage
Hard to edit, directors, that never understood it
I'm too impulsive, my deadly corrosive dosage
attack when you least notice through explosive postage
I don't play, the rap souflee sautee for the day
Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig A, Leg Leg Arm Head
Spread like plague, we drink Hennessee by the jig
I got the golden egg plus the goose
Eighty proof, Absolut, mixed with cranberry fruit juice
Ginseng boost, I got yo' neck in a noose
Keep my money wrinkled, the rap star twinkle k**er instinct
sixteen bar nickle sell more copies than Kinko
Grow like a fetus with no hands and feet to complete us
and we return like Jesus, when the whole world need us
[Verse Four: Method Man/Iron Lung]
Is it appetite for destruction
Slap a murder rap on this production, I touch somethin trust nuttin
Iron Lung/Twisted Metal
I see em duckin my dart gun, bustin, from every angle
Worldwide total carnage, the sickest flow
that be code named Agent Orange, k**in you slow
It's only right you pay homage
to those that's bout to blow like that sh** up your nose, solid
as a rock when I strike target, ver-bal
Be screamin on you like a drill sargeant, her-bals
got me where I wanna be right now, don't know the time
Check the hour on your sundial, watch me shine
Drunk off of cheap wine
Each line be on point when I speak mine
On behalf of my crew, SUUUUUUUUUUU, Enter the Wu
Thirty-Six more deadly Chambers, to take you through
[Outro: Roxanne]
It's Wu motherf**ers, Wu-Tang motherf**ers [6X]
[*violins play on for a while*]
It's Wu motherf**ers, Wu-Tang motherf**ers [5X]
Yeahhh, Wu-Tannnnnng
Wu-Tannnnnnnng
[Ol Dirty] Oh yeahhhh, ahhh, aiyy yeahh yeahhhahh aiii
[Roxanne] And RZA...