[Pitbull] [Intro]
Drop, They thought he was done dawg,
but he's back bigger, better, stronger and free (ha ha ha),
like I ain't fucked my way out of all these motherfuckin' situations,
Watch this,

[Verse]
Im here to remind you, just in case you forgot,
MR 305 no label stay hot,
38 choppers, but please no glock,
used to move work but had no trap no block no spot,
ma was cool with work, but no rocks,
until she found my first nickel ruff bag,
said i had enough shit to push a dad,
so she told me to get the fuck out the pad,
i was out to my first baby mama's crib,
caught her fuckin' round with her wellas crib,
thank god for music my saviour,
thats what helped me fight Xavier,
don't believe these rappers and what they play ya,
I wanna be owner, fuck a playa,
shit better say it,
I am an owner, bitch!

[Avery Storm] [Bridge]
I got the city on my back and I won't surrender,
let 'em know now that they gon' remember,
City on my back and I won't surrender,
let 'em know now that they gon' remember,
they don't know (what I got into),
they don't know (everything I been through),
they don't know (what it takes to get through),
they don't know, they don't know,

[Pitbull] [Chorus]
My life, pain,
struggle, hustle, grind,
them boys knock me down,
you must be out yo fuckin' mind,
My mom taught me to fight,
Dade county raised me right,
and we gon' take over this thing,
put down my fuckin' life,

[Verse]
Lemme come back, i've been here for years,
grindin', blood, sweat and tears.
I don' gave the game my life,
turned the streets from my bitch to my wife,
Every mornin' I woke up to the same shit,
Everybody sayin' that I ain't shit,
Them boys in the streets on that hate shit,
Them boys on the same street doin' that same shit,
Planned to move bricks, but it's 8 balls,
y'all want me, i hate y'all but i ate y'all,
young and stay, we realest,
i'm on my way to the show,
gettin' paid, marvellous rates,
you the ace im the spade,
cut cut gay, buck buck spray,
this ain't a duck duck goose,
this duck duck hey, plus hey duct tape ace that.

[Avery Storm] [Bridge]
I got the city on my back and I won't surrender,
let 'em know now that they gon' remember,
City on my back and I won't surrender,
let 'em know now that they gon' remember,
they don't know (what I got into),
they don't know (everything I been through),
they don't know (what it takes to get through),
they don't know, they don't know,

[Pitbull] [Chorus]
My life, pain,
struggle, hustle, grind,
them boys knock me down,
you must be out yo fuckin' mind,
My mom taught me to fight,
Dade county raised me right,
and we gon' take over this thing,
put down my fuckin' life,

[Avery Storm] [Verse]
Now you can stack the world against me,
close the doors, i can't come in,
you could bet your life against me,
bet your ass i'm gonna win,
you take that chance, you roll them dice,
i prove you wrong, you prove me right,
so damn what they say anywayyyy,

Calling, it's calling, I can't stay here
...Knowing there's no higher
Going, I've gone for so many years...
...Going makes me tired.
And they said it was this and they said it was that
...And they said it was this and they said.

But it's...

Call for me Jesus, I'm waiting here
Knowing I'm a liar
Knowing I've known more than half my share...
Knowing bade this triumph
...and they said it was this
...and they said it was that
...and they said it was this
...and they said

But it's...
WHAT?!?!

Hooray for Dr. Young
Hooray for earth born and son
Hooray the time has come...
We vanish once again

One word - Collective
Mankind - CONNECTED

Never gonna to die, we're always gonna live forever... ever... Every day
With my skies of grey. In my fields of green...

I've been all I've been
Only for the ego in me
Hide from the apocalypse around.

[I think you should kill her... (Sample from Spoilsbury Toast Boy)]

My thumbs are in your eyes
And they keep fucking pushing
There's a leach on my neck
The fangs sink into my hips
I burnt alive and the flames
Were the only warmth you ever showed me.
Well tonight I set your bed aflame
I live to watch you burn
Face your punishment cause there is no forgiveness
I will watch your tortured existence
I live to watch you burn
Your misery will take a blade to your skin
I'll be there to guide you through mutilation
Decapitation
From the ground I can touch the sky
Despite this fight I will never die
I hope you get fucked dead
This is hell
Your severed body's left to dwell
Not a trick just a whore chokin on a dick
Your desires led to me building fires
In your home
You shouldn't sleep alone
I fucking triumph
Suck on that

[Ol Dirty Bastard]
What y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?
I'm the Osirus of this shit
Wu-Tang is here forever, motherfucker
It's like this ninety-seven
Aight my niggaz and my niggarettes
Let's do it like this
I'ma rub your ass in the moonshine
Let's take it back to seventy-nine

[Inspectah Deck]
I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies
and hypothesis can't define how I be droppin these
mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits
tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics
I inspect you, through the future see millenium
Killa B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block

[Method Man]
As the world turns, I spread like germs
Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed never learn
It's my testament to those burned
Play my position in the game of life, standin firm
on foreign land, jump the gun out the fryin pan, into the fire
Transform into the Ghostrider, a six-pack
and +A Streetcar Named Desire+, who got my back?
In the line of fire holdin back, what?
My peoples if you with me where the fuck you at?
Niggaz is strapped, and they tryin to twist my beer cap
It's court adjourned, for the bad seed from bad sperm
Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the blood
clot, we smoke pot, and blow spots
You wanna think twice, I think not
The Iron Lung ain't got ta tell you where it's coming from
Guns of Navarone, tearing up your battle zone
Rip through your slums

[Cappadonna]
I twist darts from the heart, tried and true
Loop my voice on the LP, martini on the slang rocks
Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talkin
Tell your story walkin
Take cover kid, what? Run for your brother, kid
Run for your team, and your six camp rhyme groupies
So I can squeeze with the advantage, and get wasted
My deadly notes reigns supreme
Your fort is basic compared to mine
Domino effect, arts and crafts
Paragraphs contain cyanide
Take a free ride on my dart, I got the fashion
catalogues for all y'all to all praise to the Gods

[Ol Dirty Bastard]
The saga continues
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang

[U-God]
Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet
The thrill of victory, the agony, defeat
We crush slow, flamin deluxe slow
For, judgment day cometh, conquer, it's war
Allow us to escape, hell glow spinning bomb
Pocket full of shells out the sky, Golden Arms
Tune spit the shitty Mortal Kombat sound
The fateful step make, the blood stain the ground
A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum
A death kiss, catwalk, squeeze another anthem
Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthetics
My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas
My music Sicily, rich California smell
An axekiller adventure, paint a picture well
I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin on ginseng
Righteous wax chaperone, rotating ring king

[RZA]
Watch for the wooden soldiers, C-Cypher-Punks couldn't hold us
A thousand men rushing in, not one nigga was sober
Perpendicular to the square, we stand bold like Flare
Escape from your Dragon's Lair, in particular
My beats travel like a vortex, through your spine
to the top of your cerebrum cortex
Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex
Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream
now terminal, like Grand Central Station
Program fat baselines, on Novation
Getting drunk like a fuck, I'm duckin five-year probation

[GZA]
War of the masses, the outcome, disastrous
Many of the victim family save they ashes
A million names on walls engraved in plaques
Those who went back, received penalties for the axe
Another heart is torn as close ones mourn
Those who stray, niggaz get slayed on the song

[Masta Killa]
The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
and leaks sounds that's heard
ninety-three million miles away from came one
to represent the Nation, this is a gathering
of the masses that come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan
As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage
The high chief Jamel-I-Reef take the stage
Light is provided through sparks of energy
from the mind that travels in rhyme form
Givin sight to the blind
The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
Death only one can save self from
This relentless attack of the track spares none

[Ghostface Killah]
Yo! Yo! Yo, fuck that, look at all these crab niggaz laid back
Lampin like them gray and black Puma's on my man's rack
Codeine was forced in your drink
You had a Navy Green salamander fiend, bitches never heard you scream
You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your whole body numb
Blowin like Shalamar in eighty-one
Sound convincin, thousand dollar court by convention
Hands, like Sonny Liston, get fly permission
Hold the fuck up, I'll unfasten your wig, bad luck
I humiliate, separate the English from the Dutch
it's me, black nobled you Ali
Came in threes we like the Genovese, is that so?
Caesar needs the greens, it's Earth
Ninety-three million miles from the first
Rough turbulence, the waveburst, split the megahertz

[Raekwon]
Aiyyo that's amazing, gun in your mouth talk, verbal foul hawk
Connect thoughts to make my manchild walk
Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the high-riser
New York Yank' visor world tranquilizer
Just a dosage, delegate my Clan with explosives
While, my pen blow lines ferocious
Mediterranean, see y'all, the number one draft pick
Tear down the beat God, then delegate the God to see God
The swift chancellor, flex, the white-gold tarantula
Track truck diesel, play the weed God, substantiala
Max mostly, undivided, then slide in, sickenin
Guaranteed, made em jump like Rod Strickland

[Ol’ Dirty Bastard]
What y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?
I'm the Osiris of this shit
Wu-Tang is here forever, motherfucker
It's like this ninety-seven
Aight my niggaz and my niggarettes
Let's do it like this
I'ma rub your ass in the moonshine
Let's take it back to seventy-nine

[Inspectah Deck]
I bomb atomically
Socrates' philosophies and hypotheses
can't define how I be droppin’ these
mockeries
lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery
possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun
explosion when my pen hits tremendous
ultra-violet shine blind forensics
I inspect view
through the future see millenium
Killa B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shacklin’ the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier
control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow swingin’ swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked performin’ live on your hottest block

[Method Man]
As the world turns, I spread like germs
Bless the globe with the pestilence
the hard-headed never learn
It's my testament to those burned
Play my position in the game of life
standin’ firm
on foreign land
jump the gun out the fryin’ pan
into the fire
Transform into the Ghostrider
a six-pack
and A Streetcar Named Desire
who got my back?
In the line of fire holdin’ back
what?
My peoples if you with me where the fuck you at?
Niggaz is strapped, and they tryin’ to twist my beer cap
It's court adjourned, for the bad seed from bad sperm
Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm
what the blood
clot
we smoke pot
and blow spots
You wanna think twice
I think not
The Iron Lung ain't got ta tell you where it's coming from
Guns of Navarone
tearing up your battle zone
Rip through your slums

[Cappadonna]
I twist darts from the heart
tried and true
Loop my voice on the LP
martini on the slang rocks
Certified chatterbox
vocabulary 'Donna talkin’
Tell your story walkin’
Take cover kid, what?
Run for your brother, kid
Run for your team
and your six camp rhyme groupies
So I can squeeze with the advantage
and get wasted
My deadly notes reigns supreme
Your fort is basic compared to mine
Domino effect
arts and crafts
Paragraphs contain cyanide
Take a free ride on my dart, I got the fashion
catalogues for all y'all to all praise to the Gods

[Ol’ Dirty Bastard]
The saga continues
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang

[U-God]
Olympic torch flaming
we burn so sweet
The thrill of victory
the agony, defeat
We crush slow
flamin’ deluxe slow
For
judgment day cometh
conquer, it's war
Allow us to escape hell
glow spinning bomb
Pocket full of shells out the sky, Golden Arms
Tune spit the shitty Mortal Kombat sound
The fateful step make
the blood stain the ground
A jungle junkie
vigilante tantrum
A death kiss
catwalk
squeeze another anthem
Hold it for ransom
tranquilized with anesthetics
My orchestra
graceful
music ballerinas
My music Sicily
rich California smell
An axe kill adventure
paint a picture well
I sing a song from Sing-Sing
sippin’ on ginseng
Righteous wax chaperone
rotating ring king

[RZA]
Watch for the wooden soldiers
C-Cypher-Punks couldn't hold us
A thousand men rushing in
not one nigga was sober
Perpendicular to the square
we stay in gold like Flair
Escape from your Dragon's Lair
in particular
My beats travel like a vortex
through your spine
to the top of your cerebral cortex
Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex
Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream
now terminal
like Grand Central Station
Program fat baselines, on Novation
Getting drunk like a fuck
I'm duckin’ five-year probation

[GZA]
War of
the masses
the outcome
disastrous
Many of the victim family save they ashes
A million names on walls engraved in plaques
Those who went back, received penalties for the acts
Another heart is torn as close ones mourn
Those who stray, niggaz get slayed on the song

[Masta Killa]
The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
and leaks sounds that's heard
ninety-three million miles away from came one
to represent the Nation
this is a gathering of the masses
that come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan
As we engage in battle
the crowd now screams in rage
The high chief Jamel-I-Reef take the stage
Light is provided through sparks of energy
from the mind that travels in rhyme form
Givin’ sight to the blind
The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
Death only one can save shell from
This relentless attack of the track spares none

[Ghostface Killah]
Yo! Yo! Yo, fuck that,
look at all these crab niggaz laid back
Lampin’ like them gray and black
Puma's on my man's rack
Codeine
was forced in your drink
You had a Navy Green
salamander fiend
bitches never heard you scream
You two-faces, scum of the slum
I got your whole body numb
Blowin’ like Shalamar in eighty-one Sound convincin’
thousand dollar court by convention
Hands
like Sonny Liston
get fly permission Hold the fuck up
I'll unfasten your wig, bad luck
I humiliate
separate the English from the Dutch
it's me
black Noble Drew Ali
Came in threes we like the Genovese, is that so?
Caesar needs the greens, it's Earth
Ninety-three million miles from the first
Rough turbulence
the waveburst
split the megahertz

[Raekwon]
Hey yo, decimation
gun in your mouth talk
verbal foul hawk
connect
thoughts to make my manchild walk
Swift notarizer
Wu-Tang
all up in the high-riser
New York Yank' visor world tranquilizer
Just a dosage
delegate my Clan with explosives
While, my pen blow lines ferocious
Mediterranean
see y'all
the number one
draft pick Tear down the beat God
then delegate the God to see God
The swift chancellor
flex, the white-gold tarantula
Track truck diesel, play the weed God
substantiala
Max mostly, undivided
then slide in, sickenin’
Guaranteed, made ‘em jump like Rod Strickland

Ladies and Gentlemen
I ain't trynna be politically correct
But I won't rest till I'm givin my respect
And my vision isn't set on the money I get
But more less the vest I'm comin for ya'll neck
I ain't ?? just feelin how you felt when you came ?? change is imminent
I ask Mr. Wst for a lil bit of hope realize us new niggas gotta get it ourself
So I dreamed of presentin myself and the only thing I fear is I being shelved
The cocky, liveliest for nobody, book so many bitches couldn't of been in cum laude
Fuck the comradery with B rate artists
I'm ballin you niggas is Arliss so watch this
Always knew where the pot was
With no receivers had the pickin of a option
Tommie Frazier on the mulfuckin one or two's
Or Michael Vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

Yea, 25, 25, 25 can I get 30 my side jones is fat and my freak jones is purdy
Why? Cause I Mac like Bernie and she swallow everything like Kirby
Not punkette but I hit it then I duck a bitch
And older women put a nigga on their Bucket list
Me against you the movie of the year
Cause you slum dawg and I'm the millionaire
Their buzz internet and mines in her net
Should know I'm winnin that Chanel fitted cap
I know they suck I'm just showin you where my city at
Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad
But since Mark put a nigga on that lily track
I had the British shows talkin bout bring him back
But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that
Cause I been drinkin till the point that I'm a dizzy rap
Scab, fix up look shop joe
Cause I'mma look that part until I'm all broke, yea

[Ol Dirty Bastard]
What y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?
I'm the Osirus of this shit
Wu-Tang is here forever, motherfucker
It's like this ninety-seven
Aight my niggaz and my niggarettes
Let's do it like this
I'ma rub your ass in the moonshine
Let's take it back to seventy-nine

[Inspectah Deck]
I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies
and hypothesis can't define how I be droppin these
mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits
tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics
I inspect you, through the future see millenium
Killa B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block

[Method Man]
As the world turns, I spread like germs
Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed never learn
It's my testament to those burned
Play my position in the game of life, standin firm
on foreign land, jump the gun out the fryin pan, into the fire
Transform into the Ghostrider, a six-pack
and (A Streetcar Named Desire), who got my back?
In the line of fire holdin back, what?
My peoples if you with me where the fuck you at?
Niggaz is strapped, and they tryin to twist my beer cap
It's court adjourned, for the bad seed from bad sperm
Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the blood
clot, we smoke pot, and blow spots
You wanna think twice, I think not
The Iron Lung ain't got ta tell you where it's coming from
Guns of Navarone, tearing up your battle zone
Rip through your slums

[Cappadonna]
I twist darts from the heart, tried and true
Loop my voice on the LP, martini on the slang rocks
Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talkin
Tell your story walkin
Take cover kid, what? Run for your brother, kid
Run for your team, and your six camp rhyme groupies
So I can squeeze with the advantage, and get wasted
My deadly notes reigns supreme
Your fort is basic compared to mine
Domino effect, arts and crafts
Paragraphs contain cyanide
Take a free ride on my dart, I got the fashion
catalogues for all y'all to all praise to the Gods

[Ol Dirty Bastard]
The saga continues
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang

[U-God]
Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet
The thrill of victory, the agony, defeat
We crush slow, flamin deluxe slow
For, judgment day cometh, conquer, it's war
Allow us to escape, hell glow spinning bomb
Pocket full of shells out the sky, Golden Arms
Tune spit the shitty Mortal Kombat sound
The fateful step make, the blood stain the ground
A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum
A death kiss, catwalk, squeeze another anthem
Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthetics
My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas
My music Sicily, rich California smell
An axekiller adventure, paint a picture well
I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin on ginseng
Righteous wax chaperone, rotating ring king

[RZA]
Watch for the wooden soldiers, C-Cypher-Punks couldn't hold us
A thousand men rushing in, not one nigga was sober
Perpendicular to the square, we stand bold like Flare
Escape from your Dragon's Lair, in particular
My beats travel like a vortex, through your spine
to the top of your cerebrum cortex
Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex
Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream
now terminal, like Grand Central Station
Program fat baselines, on Novation
Getting drunk like a fuck, I'm duckin five-year probation

[GZA]
War of the masses, the outcome, disastrous
Many of the victim family save they ashes
A million names on walls engraved in plaques
Those who went back, received penalties for the axe
Another heart is torn as close ones mourn
Those who stray, niggaz get slayed on the song

[Masta Killa]
The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
and leaks sounds that's heard
ninety-three million miles away from came one
to represent the Nation, this is a gathering
of the masses that come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan
As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage
The high chief, Jamel Irief, take da stage
Light is provided through sparks of energy
from the mind that travels in rhyme form
Givin sight to the blind
The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
Death only one can save self from
This relentless attack of the track spares none

[Ghostface Killah]
Yo! Yo! Yo, fuck that, look at all these crab niggaz laid back
Lampin like them gray and black Puma's on my man's rack
Codeine was forced in your drink
You had a Navy Green salamander fiend, bitches never heard you scream
You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your whole body numb
Blowin like Shalamar in eighty-one
Sound convincin, thousand dollar court by convention
Hands, like Sonny Liston, get fly permission
Hold the fuck up, I'll unfasten your wig, bad luck
I humiliate, separate the English from the Dutch
it's me, black nobled you Ali
Came in threes we like the Genovese, is that so?
Caesar needs the greens, it's Earth
Ninety-three million miles from the first
Rough turbulence, the waveburst, split the megahertz

[Raekwon]
Aiyyo that's amazing, gun in your mouth talk, verbal foul hawk
Connect thoughts to make my manchild walk
Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the high-riser
New York Yank' visor world tranquilizer
Just a dosage, delegate my Clan with explosives
While, my pen blow lines ferocious
Mediterranean, see y'all, the number one draft pick
Tear down the beat God, then delegate the God to see God
The swift chancellor, flex, the white-gold tarantula
Track truck diesel, play the weed God, substantiala
Max mostly, undivided, then slide in, sickenin
Guaranteed, made em jump like Rod Strickland

through dirty net curtains you look at me
why is it i can't see through to you?

the mesh it is in your favour
how will you move
when the angles are reversed?

triumph of the will
triumph of the will