"Who's the knucklehead wantin respect?" -- [Ghostface]
[sample repeats in background of Street's intro]

[Intro: Street Life, (Method Man)]

 Yo, yo
 Never doubt the Life
 (EHHHH! YO!) Yo
 Who the [bad word] are you to criticize me?
 Yo, I slap, yo, I slap [bad word] ta ya wifey
 Yo (respect, that's my word)

[Street Life]
 Another Wu tradition, Street vision, listen
 All my life I've been poverty stricken
 Always took what's mines, never was given
 a second chance just to rap sheet a bad decision
 You can't knock the hustle or the life that I'm livin
 Quick to stick the clip in, blow you out position
 Street juridictions, [bad word]  no restriction
 [bad word] for emcee's in submission
 Special edition crash course mission
 Push through like the task force and [bad word] [bad word] 
 See you from a distance, dry snitchin, whisperin
 Greet your man posted up like two little [bad word] 
 When you get the heart, step live or catch stitches
 Or find yourself with Del, sleepin with the fishes
 I got no love for fans that's fake [bad word] niggas
 I can't stand the bid when it's all in my business
 Wu-Tang Forever and a day, don't get it twisted
 I get lifted, I just shoot somethin from hot buscuit
 These street kids, we can't lost, we terrorize you district
 Leave no finger prints and no survivin witness

 [bad word]  Method Man]
 Nowhere [bad word] to, nowhere to hide
 It's them kids from the otherside "Shaolin" Worldwide
 Street Life., Homocide, nowhere [bad word] to
 Nowhere to hide, boo, we P.L.O.
 Fo' sho', if it don't flow, gotta go
 Fo' sho', if it don't blow, gotta go
 Fo' sho', if it ain't dough, gotta go
 Some didn't listen 'til my gun went BLOW!

 
[Inspectah Deck]
 Yo, thoughts sharper than a Japanese Kitana
 [bad word]  pirahnas crack teeth on my armor
 Scadalous, I ran contra-bomber, stalker like rebels of Rwanda
 Death before dishonor, snake charmer, persona of one who makes drama
 Godfather 4 type saga, tuckin a revolver in my Parker
 Bombin unprepared for departure, might talk but strike harder
 Fear the bow of the silent archer
 Sure shotter, pass the rock to your starter
 Poison darter, news photographers document the horror
 While I bounce Shaunda with Tiwana and I from blue Honda
 Honorable scholar, rockwilder, rip mic's for top dollar
 Your highnes, the crowd hollar
 Got your head rock, feel the brain trauma
 Crowd sponser, hotter than Bahama steam saunas
 The Rebel of opera, popped off the choclate and the ?gosha?
 Monster [bad word] crush you imposters

 [bad word]  Method Man]

 Nowhere [bad word] to, nowhere to hide
 It's them kids from the otherside "Shaolin" Worldwide
 I.N.S., Homocide, nowhere [bad word] to
 Nowhere to hide, boo, we P.L.O.
 Fo' sho', if it don't flow, gotta go
 Fo' sho', if it don't blow, gotta go
 Fo' sho', if it ain't dough, gotta go
 Some didn't listen 'til my gun went BLOW!

[Method Man]
 I'm the four mic emcee with five mic potential
 Overlooked cuz y'all can't understand what I been [bad word] 
 You ain't got to love me, or even pretend to
 Actin like the street, they ain't got no street credentials
 Crack villians, raps be killin [bad word] 
 The caps pealin and slap a feelin out ya dental
 Underground, sound, for ghetto residentials
 Up [bad word] #39;s creek lookin for some more [bad word] to get into
 Got the Clan jewels as I continue
 to serve you everythin on that's on the menu
 with Chef John Jacob, remember Sunz Of Man told you Wake Up?
 My [bad word] smell the coffee, I'm too hardcore to kill softly
 [bad word] to free the mind and get the [bad word] up off me
 The Jedi, only use The Force if ya force me
 Shaolin What? Don't get it [bad word] up and cross me