Wu-Tang Clan — Take It Back

[Sample] On the firing line... lock, one round load Ready on the right? Ready on the left? Ready on the firing line? Watch for your targets [Intro: Raekwon] Yeah Yeah Pay attention [Verse 1: Raekwon & Raekwon & Inspectah Deck] Welcome to the fish fry where niggas get burnt to a crisp Jump out the pot—"Yeah, yo, I got this" Long armor, construction's on, I'm pro-drama Catch me in the wildest beefs, I bring bombers Bearded like Talibans, booted, my black ninjas'll come through Tuxedos on with the gold llamas Priceless like emeralds, check out the ski mask King Tut's nephew gave it to me for three bags of heron Don Baron, sniff a bag of blow Fifth out, running up in Saks with the ill army Shake feds, play dead—"Yo, check out what Rae said" Lay on ya hands, let the Branson break bread High energy, all my niggas are kin to me Regardless how it go down, I still get ten a ki' Beware of my enemies, y'all remember me Nikes with the low goose on, and I been a beast Wilding in my headphones, red in my stones (Uh-huh) Good ganja out, if I die fill up my headstones With water, dough, acid and gold classics All my niggas who pump, the spirit'll jump out and grab shit Max with the laser on 'em, staircase caskets Broke bugged thugs in the hallway maxing [Interlude: Inspectah Deck & Sample] Still them 1-6-Ooh niggas Straight up Whoa, hold up, hold up [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] The nozzle aim rip through ya frame for pocket change Fiend for the Rush Hour 4 then pop a vein Thousand-dollar corks pop, pause or get off top Used to be a general, just lost your spot "Animal House," two grand'll handle your mouth Beast mode with the G-Code, cancel 'em out Son, I've seen Hell, fell into the palms of Satan arms Don that I am, made 'em bow in the face of God Graveyard-shifting, different day, the same thing The name ring, then, the chain swing, and dames cling Money green, Maury kicks, whips and new fitteds ("It was all a dream") Advocated by the few who do live it Bloomberg make a nigga cop the Mausberg Shorty ain't a shorty, he a shooter like Wahlberg Old man told me, "Don't be blind to deception Only strive for perfection homey, your mind is a weapon" [Interlude: Sample] Relax You got your muscles tight Relax Word... Word... [Hook: Method Man & U-God] First we told y'all niggas, then we showed y'all niggas, huh? We gon' take it back with this By the time you get a show, we've been all around the globe, huh? We gon' take it back with this Before you even had a name, you was screaming "Wu-Tang" We gon' take it back with this When we was running on the block, you was under ya pops, remember We gon' take it back with this... let's go [Verse 3: Ghostface Killah] Yo, yo, yo, armor truck money, Shazam bangles Play the throne like Julius Caesar, gorilla mob, slash, Killah's gaurd Fake passports and visas, all of my goons They be carrying spoons because boo be having massive seizures Hot chocolate lovers, guns is published Detroit bitches out of town be dying to fuck us This is real talk, shank lullabyes Ben Franks, we like Jet Blue, we stay hella high Curl on the dumbell L, we can't even S-P-E-L-L MTV or TRL Supreme novelists, we rank superior, guarding the post Down low in the 'jects, got it locked in your area (Get up) Ain't tryna hurry up We like rebel niggas powdered up, wilding in the streets of Liberia No matter the crime, I'm beating the case If I'm wrong, a chair'll hit a judge right in his face Shitting shanks out, come to court dates (Ugh) Mittens on shines with blood Wallys that's the color of wine [Verse 4: U-God] Yo, talk to me, my criminal mystique Kick back the boards, six thousand a week Pay homage, what the don beat, you're a minor threat I see your sweat roll down your cheek And you're soft and sweet, your talk is pork Get murdered in New York when I enforce the heat And the cost ain't cheap, my advice is priceless Bring back the life that you thought was lifeless The way of the gun, son, who the nicest? S.K., no stun gun, smooth devices "Time Crisis," I played the game, low lifers In a brawl, rip the phones out the walls in Rikers Vipers in the infirmary rooms with slicers Shiesters with hate in their blood might bite you Fuck that bitch if your wife don't write you Cancel her, buy another one just like her Pipers in the bucket of ice taste righteous Today's mathematics when we build in cyphers The baby automatic kill like Air Force strikers I'm still Asiatic when I spill the hypeness [Interlude: Sample] The dark, and this place will come here That's right! [Hook: Method Man & U-God] First we told y'all niggas, then we showed y'all niggas, huh? We gon' take it back with this By the time you get a show, we've been all around the globe, huh? We gon' take it back with this Before you even had a name, you was screaming "Wu-Tang" We gon' take it back with this When we was running on the block, you was under ya pops, remember We gon' take it back with this... let's go