[Intro: Raekwon, Ghostface]

Yo what what, yo
Exotic type [bad word] Ninety-four, we must go to war fast
With the pen and the pad
God [bad word]  shine like gold rims on Pathfinders
Wu-Tang reclines, lamps, for the nine-squares kid
Money clothes designer hoes and shows y'all

[Lyrics: Raekwon, Ghostface]

Yo, yo, wakin up about ten kid
Jumpin in the shower, peace about to make 
moves and slide like greese 
What? I'm all about Tecs and checks and nuff respect you front
I'm slammin you like the Lex
So now I'm out in the ninety-five
Rockin that real [bad word] don't die 
Guess down
Drawers Kani!
But yo I'm makin a pit stop
Go and buy a box of glocks, til he rolled up and yo
Whattup Hobbes?
Yo, remember that kid that we vicked
He made a half of mil for real
He brought about fo' bricks
Yo, so now we connect doors, meet me at the airport 
TELL GOLDEN ARMS MAINTAIN THE FORT
Get in touch with that West coast Cali crab you stabbed
And meet me at the [bad word] lab
So word up kid, we slid like a fat four to twelve bid and [bad word] Couldn't even rest, I need the vic
And when I slept, I dream G's, Son I need some
Keys roll self, call up Son
I heard Pook and Tyriq caught a beef over some real [bad word] fake [bad word] faked and they killed his click
Gimme a minute and I'm with it
Yo niggaz done did it
Rock your vest
Keep your whip tinted
So now we see him up in BoJangles
Stranglin a forty ounce, with ten G's worth of gold bangles
Diamonds, what, all up in his face
With his man's mace, medallions the size of dinner plates
Yo, he knew we knew him so we blew him
Took thirty G's worth of jewels of that [bad word] DO HIM!
So now I'm lampin in my man's Land
Streets is hot like sand
Jesus rollin in my right hand
Yup, you know the steezo black
Got to go down like that
Shallah
Cigars
AND BALL HATS

[Outro:]

Ninety-four, takin niggaz to war, yo, yo

What do you believe in? Heaven or [bad word] 
You don't beleive in heaven cause we're livin in [bad word] [x2]
So it's your life
(we're livin in [bad word]  we're livin in hellllllll)
What a chamber, [bad word] with mad strangers
Yeah, you know how [bad word] baby, straight up yo
Money clothes, designer hoes and shows y'all
That's how it goes
Whatever

What do you believe in? Heaven or [bad word] 
You don't believe in heaven cause we're livin in [bad word] 31st chamber y'all
So it's your life

(What do you believe in? Heaven or [bad word] )
Niggaz ain't even know Son, only half is sewed cash
(You don't believe in heaven cause we're livin in [bad word] 
They haven't yet sold their weight
(What do you believe in? Heaven or [bad word] )
Question, [bad word] is real, youknowhatI'msayin
(You don't believe...)
Niggaz think it's all about a real live Allah
little hundred dollars and that make you a man
KnowhatI'msayin?
You ain't even promised tomorrow Son, word up
Niggaz don't understand how life can be so [bad word] so fast
With the blinkin of eye, blinkin of eye you're gone baby
Straight up, knowhatI'msayin, get turned to dust
Return to the casket
That [bad word] is out Son, word up
Word up, get evaporated, straight up
Word up
Lose all your strength [bad word] Crazy dedication shout out to the memory of Two Cent Jason
Heartbroken, we soakin wet though
Keepin it real for my peopls
Yeah, yo
And my physical brother DeVon, you're still in here baby
Because you're in my arms [bad word]  word up
I never let you go baby
YouknowhatI'msayin? You my life charm, word up
For real
Keep shinin
Real for keepin it real, shout out to major niggaz
Big Kawai, Jess, [bad word] in [bad word] system
The RZA, who slams fat discs for the ninety-four
Word up, RZA, he's my [bad word] baby
Yeah, eatin dinner with the big boys now
YaknowhatI'msa