Wu-Tang Clan — The M.G.M.

[Verse: Ghostface Killah, Raekwon, Both] Yo, up in the M.G.M. coked up, psych! Six niggas walked in flashing they gems piece Aight, one dark-skinned nigga, fifty-six inch rope Wrapped around twice, smash the Gilligan boat with ice They threw sign language, ordered hot coffee wit' a danish Relax, whispered they, "Rap entertainers" Had Lizzy on, two Japanese birds with furs look good, kid Laid back, handling hors d'ourves It's like round three, we too black for BET You memorize the 1 to 40? I'm at the 19th degree If a civilized person doesn't perform his duty, what shall be done? Pardon me, God, that nigga got a gun bulging out his sweatpants Check out his stance See the side of his grill? Look like my cousin Lance Left hand, rocky Guess watch, yo, I think I did his Clarks He wanted crush bone leather with the strings dark Now I remember, he from Bear Mountain He and Mitch Greene shot the fair one near the water fountain Seventh round, Chavez bleeding from his right ear Yo, keep your eye on that same nigga from right here Popcorn spilling all on Liz Claiborne Ghost had the fly Gucci mocks wit' no socks on Seen Deion Sanders in the back with the phat fur on Working them hoes with the fly Wu shirts on Mixed drink session, dun, pour me some more Chef leathered down, blinking at Chanté Moore Tenth round, Chavez tearing 'em down Sweet Pea, get ya shit off It's like blacks against the Germans, getting hit off Smooth and them walked in, Brownsville representing They sent a bottle over, autograph blessing Chef, pull out the doo-doo, twist the dank - pink noodles Yo, about to roll one, matter fact, twist two of those Yo, they wound up stopping the fight Steels took a point away from Chavez Rematch scheduled on October 9th Rematch scheduled on October 9th