Verse One: U-God

Yeah, yo
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction, prosate the lip function
The junction [bad word] by some grimy people bustin weed
Splatter your belly like some Attica fellas
Use a firearm good, bloods go for hard swelling
Insert the spasm, yes the dirty hurt has them
Thoroughbred thugs insert the fantasm
Verbal smarts, spark the word, visit my scripture
Exotic wine, holding nine, Picasso pictures
When the rhyme pivot you now, limit your chance
Bodyguard the lyric with unlimited stance
Words seem to zing on down to Bejing
When we touch down you crown renowned kings

Verse two: Method Man

There's no honor amongst theives, street pharmaceutical
Stack like Genovese, the four devil tempt mad men
But not these, we profound hardcore sound
To MC's thumbs down, prepare
Killa bees it be warfare, this the year
Niggaz gotta take you off of here, hold the square
If we go there we go gritty
And spread fear through this rap city, call the mayor
My razor sharp darts be like cold stairs
The smell of fear makes my nostrils -- flair, [bad word] or dare
Ask yourself can [bad word] 
to these niggaz in the hood, Johnny B. Goode
or he be gone, yeah
The [bad word] goes on, you've been warned
P.L.O. from here to Lebanon, how many bombs
Must we drop in the Ninety-Now
Walk a mile in my shoes, get the street news, from Meth-Tical

Verse Three: RZA

You gots to be kidding, you gots to be kidding
Aiyyo kid, you gots to be kidding, my glocks'll be spitting
You gots to be kidding, yo

 [bad word] sense how I master my circum-fer-ence, you dense
I get locked the [bad word] up, released on my own recognizance
Can't be judged, young bloods bust back like scuds
Wu-Tang harvest one thousand notches above
MC level, yo, I stay high as like treble
Foes who oppose get plucked like rose pedals
Arresting and holding, penetrate for better regions
Wack MC's only lasted one season
The morale was low at the corral
Adjective pronouns had no style, yo, we propose our
aim the official, initial, [bad word] Zig-Zag-Zig Allah
All that other [bad word] ain't permissable
Annual increase of the Wu-Tang Manual
Handles to a keyboard is [bad word] hip hop set tangible
illegible, every egg ain't edible
My tracks remain Unforgettable, like Ol' Nat Cole
Got to catch this paper to buy Shaquasia a glacier
Throw chairs to deck a skyscraper
Understand that the continents of Africa and Asia
and free the black man from the enslaved labor, Wu-Tang

Interlude: Masta Killa, Method Man, Raekwon

The weight of the fam is on our back and we can't fall
Victim to this long hall of fame, meaning nuttin
We came to punish the glutton with a substance
That can't be contained, Wu-Tang

 [bad word] 
We be seeing y'all asses when we walk up in the club
Y'all all in the back
Scared to speak the speak cause you scared
Punk [bad word]  we know what time it is

[Raekwon conversating with some people]
All you been seeing is upsets in the box and [bad word] right
It's [bad word] on man
This [bad word] [bad word] up [bad word] Whittaker
 Dang, he caught Whittaker
Mmmmhmmm
 He caught Whittaker a long time ago
Mike got touched
 Then Mike got touched by Holyfield
Holyfield
 Yeah, word up
  Hey, Mike's -- Mike's gonna forfeit this fight
  He ain't fighting McDermit
 He ain't fightin?
  Nope
 Whattup?
  You talkin bout he -- what he, what he, what he did?
  Told them he cut his eye, in sparring

Verse Five: Ghostface Killah

Style adoral rap pressing, David Berkowitz
Einstein birth to hit, now nurture it
M.G.M. front row seat tonight, no gens
Purified cleanse, ran into some beef up in the men's
Fix your sawed off, Wu-Tang throw me off the cross
All you saw was white meat, skin hangin off
These is words from the Arch Bishop, some call it six up