[00:00.00] 作曲 : Coles, Hunter, Smith, Woods ...
[00:08.52]Intro chinese sample
[00:09.57]Inspectah
[00:09.93]DeckHehehehe, nobody is going to save you now
[00:12.75]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo
[00:17.79]Inspectah
[00:18.03]DeckI pop off like a mobster boss
[00:20.58]Angel hair with the lobster sauce, summertime can't top the scorch
[00:24.18]Check my hot broad,
[00:25.08]I dropped the
[00:25.62]PorscheFBI wanna watch the force, trying to lock my source
[00:29.19]Where I'm from, hear the macs, techs, glocks and fours
[00:31.71]Hide the safe, *****, lock the doors
[00:33.54]No respect for the cops and laws
[00:35.46]In the land where your own blood brother still plot for yours
[00:38.49]Seen things that'll drop your jaw
[00:40.44]My soldiers got dropped in war, see the mural on the project wall?
[00:44.10]Won't stop til
[00:44.94]I copped them all
[00:46.02]Wanna block me?
[00:46.77]You gots to brawl, tray shots and all
[00:49.11]Cuz I ain't on the clock for talk
[00:50.79]The Spot Rusher, blow down the spot for sure
[00:53.31]Still break off the block with raw, my stock is more
[00:56.52]The General, watch your board
[00:58.14]Raekwon:Deep pockets with the eight on me, sleep with the safe in the wall
[01:01.35]The cameras on with the make-up and all
[01:03.18]Swap six 45's, twist reefer in the flicks, papi whoadie ride
[01:06.72]Bolt his gun off, from know your horse, she lied
[01:08.61]Fly criteria, bury me in
[01:10.47]AfricaWith whips and spears, and rough diamonds out of
[01:12.93]SyriaA true don, only
[01:14.52]I could do wrong
[01:15.45]Rock fitted hats, get crack money and drive a sick blue joint
[01:18.36]Retard-less,
[01:19.14]I'mma blow regardless
[01:20.34]Resume is straight up live,
[01:21.81]I shank *****s up for larger
[01:23.22]E'sAnd speak with the youth in the spot, eat the fresh fruit in the crop
[01:26.55]All these hip hoppers eat ****
[01:28.05]You can see me in the street or the yacht
[01:29.88]I'd rather be promoting your block or buying fresh sneakers with gwops
[01:33.00]Yo, I'm an ill dude, always been a real dude
[01:35.28]Don't ***** around,
[01:36.09]I will spill on you and kill you in the field, boo
[01:48.03]Chorus :GZ
[01:48.30]ASoldiers in the front, let the heat pump
[01:50.64]Troops on the left, fight to the death
[01:53.07]Fam on the right, infrared lights
[01:56.76]Wolves in the back, ready to attack, for what
[01:57.63]Ghostface
[01:57.84]KillahLeather jackets on, rocked up rock stars
[02:00.00]Treacherous bank robbers, the plan gold up, we pop guards
[02:02.94]The team gotta eat, seeds is hungry, that's why we ain't scared
[02:05.73]To dump on *****s, our guns is chunky
[02:07.71]Usually we bust *****s down with bats, swell up they joints
[02:10.89]Elbow, wrists, they *****ns get cracked
[02:12.57]We still humiliate, brutalize,
[02:14.28]Ruger pop, pulverize
[02:15.48]Still got gear in the closet, that's stupid live
[02:17.79]From Benetton rugby skullies,
[02:19.53]Oshkosh conductor jumpers
[02:20.97]The train hats fit me lovely
[02:22.56]Rae job is to make sure the coke is fluffy
[02:25.08]While I politic his birthday bash with
[02:27.15]PuffyBagged
[02:27.84]Nia soon as
[02:28.41]I linked up, the kid ain't inked up
[02:30.09]I'm an old mummy, my gold weigh as much as
[02:32.10]King Tut (yeah, yeah)
[02:32.76]Slippers, robes is minked up, under the doorag, bro (uh, yo, yo)
[02:35.49]My three dimensional fade is clean cut
[02:37.53]Method Man
[02:37.86]Man, ya *****s ain't *****t to us, still a pistol bust
[02:40.38]Split your melon like
[02:41.37]I split the
[02:41.94]DutchGot a lot of piff to puff, and
[02:44.04]I ain't come for fisticuffs
[02:45.42]Or for the cop that wanna clip the cuffs
[02:47.28]Man, is Staten in this ***** or what, don't get it twisted, we
[02:50.28]Twist it up and even mixed with dust
[02:52.23]See these fans can't resist the rush, they
[02:54.21]Wu-Tang for life
[02:55.26]Scarred for life, they can't forget the cuts
[02:57.24]Got a whole line of classic joints, and while you at it
[02:59.79]Pass the joint, let's push this music past the point
[03:02.13]Of no return, til they crash and burn, down the ashes
[03:04.95]Then placed inside
[03:05.91]Ol' Dirty
[03:06.27]Bastard's urn
[03:07.17]When it's my time to go, for sure, ya ***** goes to war
[03:10.14]What you think
[03:10.83]I brought these soldiers for?
[03:11.94]To send shot like forget me not, at any *****
[03:14.49]Respect, *****, that figure they gon' get me got
[03:17.37]Chinese Sample
[03:17.70]Hehe, your basic kung fu is no good
[03:20.01]You can't move fast enough
[03:22.32]And you don't have enough strength
[03:24.69]And your body movements are like a string climb
[03:27.42]It's too easy for me to trip you up(fighting)
[03:37.71]Hehehe, how's it feel, huh?
[03:39.27]It's no fair,
[03:39.96]I'm afraid my back is broken
[03:41.58]Hahaha, you still got a lot to learn

作曲 : Coles, Hunter, Smith, Woods ...
Intro chinese sample
Inspectah
DeckHehehehe, nobody is going to save you now
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo
Inspectah
DeckI pop off like a mobster boss
Angel hair with the lobster sauce, summertime can't top the scorch
Check my hot broad,
I dropped the
PorscheFBI wanna watch the force, trying to lock my source
Where I'm from, hear the macs, techs, glocks and fours
Hide the safe, *****, lock the doors
No respect for the cops and laws
In the land where your own blood brother still plot for yours
Seen things that'll drop your jaw
My soldiers got dropped in war, see the mural on the project wall?
Won't stop til
I copped them all
Wanna block me?
You gots to brawl, tray shots and all
Cuz I ain't on the clock for talk
The Spot Rusher, blow down the spot for sure
Still break off the block with raw, my stock is more
The General, watch your board
Raekwon:Deep pockets with the eight on me, sleep with the safe in the wall
The cameras on with the make-up and all
Swap six 45's, twist reefer in the flicks, papi whoadie ride
Bolt his gun off, from know your horse, she lied
Fly criteria, bury me in
AfricaWith whips and spears, and rough diamonds out of
SyriaA true don, only
I could do wrong
Rock fitted hats, get crack money and drive a sick blue joint
Retard-less,
I'mma blow regardless
Resume is straight up live,
I shank *****s up for larger
E'sAnd speak with the youth in the spot, eat the fresh fruit in the crop
All these hip hoppers eat ****
You can see me in the street or the yacht
I'd rather be promoting your block or buying fresh sneakers with gwops
Yo, I'm an ill dude, always been a real dude
Don't ***** around,
I will spill on you and kill you in the field, boo
Chorus :GZ
ASoldiers in the front, let the heat pump
Troops on the left, fight to the death
Fam on the right, infrared lights
Wolves in the back, ready to attack, for what
Ghostface
KillahLeather jackets on, rocked up rock stars
Treacherous bank robbers, the plan gold up, we pop guards
The team gotta eat, seeds is hungry, that's why we ain't scared
To dump on *****s, our guns is chunky
Usually we bust *****s down with bats, swell up they joints
Elbow, wrists, they *****ns get cracked
We still humiliate, brutalize,
Ruger pop, pulverize
Still got gear in the closet, that's stupid live
From Benetton rugby skullies,
Oshkosh conductor jumpers
The train hats fit me lovely
Rae job is to make sure the coke is fluffy
While I politic his birthday bash with
PuffyBagged
Nia soon as
I linked up, the kid ain't inked up
I'm an old mummy, my gold weigh as much as
King Tut (yeah, yeah)
Slippers, robes is minked up, under the doorag, bro (uh, yo, yo)
My three dimensional fade is clean cut
Method Man
Man, ya *****s ain't *****t to us, still a pistol bust
Split your melon like
I split the
DutchGot a lot of piff to puff, and
I ain't come for fisticuffs
Or for the cop that wanna clip the cuffs
Man, is Staten in this ***** or what, don't get it twisted, we
Twist it up and even mixed with dust
See these fans can't resist the rush, they
Wu-Tang for life
Scarred for life, they can't forget the cuts
Got a whole line of classic joints, and while you at it
Pass the joint, let's push this music past the point
Of no return, til they crash and burn, down the ashes
Then placed inside
Ol' Dirty
Bastard's urn
When it's my time to go, for sure, ya ***** goes to war
What you think
I brought these soldiers for?
To send shot like forget me not, at any *****
Respect, *****, that figure they gon' get me got
Chinese Sample
Hehe, your basic kung fu is no good
You can't move fast enough
And you don't have enough strength
And your body movements are like a string climb
It's too easy for me to trip you up(fighting)
Hehehe, how's it feel, huh?
It's no fair,
I'm afraid my back is broken
Hahaha, you still got a lot to learn