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 fuck with Wu Tang Killer Beez
Say peace to cats who rock mack knowledge
Knowledgists street astrologists
Light up the mic God knowledge this
Fly joints that carried your points
Corolla Motorola holder
Play it God he pack over the shoulder
Chrome tanks player like Yanks check the franchise
Front on my guys my enterprise splash many lives
Rapel on 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 doin the same shit we doin fuck your unit
It's the same style RZA trainable jump the turnstyle
On the alley tried to challenge God for the new vials
Especially that aluminum bat in the act
Relax lay back sell a grenade a day it pays black
The Mac 10 flex white cats like Windex
Index finger be sore bustin these fly scripts
The Wally kid count crazily grands with our plans
Layin with my bitches and my mans in Lex Lands
We losin em jet to the stash and now Jerusalem
Abusin em rockin his jewels like we usin em
Low pro star seven thick waves rock Polar
Roll with the older God build
with the Son and the Star
All these MC's start realizing
That Ghost got that shit that'll keep you vibing
The Wu is here to bring you Shaolin's finest
But if your shields are weak
you better step behind us
Mercury raps is roughed then God
just shown like taps
Red and white Wally's that match
bend my baseball hat
Doin forever shit like pissin
out the window on turnpikes
Robbin niggaz for leathers high swipin on dirt bikes
Voice be metal like Von Harper radio bubble
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
Body chemical CREAM we burn kerosene
The conviction of my tape is rape wicked like Nixon
Long heads inscriptions with three sixes in
Kiss the pyramid experiment with high explosive
I slapbox with Jesus lick shots at Joseph
Zoomin like binoculars the rap blacksmith
Money's Rolex with sparkles Chef ragtop is spotless
I'm Iron Man no cheap cash 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
All these MC's start realizing
That Ghost got that shit that'll keep you vibing
The Wu is here to bring you Shaolin's finest
But if your shields are weak
you better step behind us
Give me the the fifty thou small bills
My gold plate my slang kills
My Benz spills whattup Lils
Murder one Dunn
Killer bee stung guess who back home Son
My technique of slang camp won third platoon soon
Cristal bottles cages of boom probably wardrobe
The mad hatter big dick style beware goons
smuggle balloons lord of dooms in fat pussy wombs
Let the Gods build pull up the grill
Check out the mad skills
Top secret technique too hard for you
to peep it
and keep it jiggy style of rap
and watchin knuckle slang
sweep it out of order ape recorder
can't record my slaughter
spoil the rotten Don is too good to be forgotten
High top notch borderline rhymes is handcocked
Ninety six my ill sound clash is still hot
Get yourself shot
All these MC's start realizing
That Ghost got that shit that'll keep you vibing
The Wu is here to bring you Shaolin's finest
But if your shields are weak
you better step behind us?