out It does on and on and it won't stop now Get it up, get it out, push it up, spit it out It goes on and on and it won't slow down Get it up, get it
chck-pow, boom-boom-bap-bang Ten feet of rope around your neck and can't hang I'm runnin rings around rappers like a dirty collar I don't care if you
respect my kids Cuz if you don't, then I got to disrespect ya crib And have me doin' hect', come and tech ya wig Now when I touchdown and bust down
[Fat Joe imitating KRS-One] Wa-ta-ta-tang, wa-ta-ta-tang, tang Listen to my nine millimeter go BANG! [*sample - "Joe" by Jackie Moore] Does anybody
Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang Niggaz can't hang, niggaz can't hang Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang, motherfuckin niggaz can't hang.. [Kane] Biggie Smalls, why don
don't trust no bitches That's real shit, feel this, vanilla Dutch, and steel lick Forensics is still try'nna figure how I killed it Wu-Tang, my crew bang
now Next time she show up right on time for this shit) Word, no doubt (Better stop smokin' on that shit) Fuck that, hey, don't do it with him (Whatever
hip-hop Babyface [Chorus x2] [Interlude: Inspectah Deck] Word up, throw your hands in the air, like you just don't care Wu-Tang in your atmosphere,
Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang Niggaz can't hang, niggaz can't hang Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang, motherfuckin niggaz can't hang.. [Kane] Biggie
(feat. Killa Sin, Method Man, Raekwon the Chef, X-1) Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang - ONYX!! Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang - ONYX!! [Raekwon] Aiyyo, staircase to stage now, major
much It's the rhymer, I don't give a crippled crab crutch (Grruh) Any nigga or niggerette Get burned to the brimecell like a cigarette Straight up and down, I don't
show up right on time for this shit) Word, no doubt (Better stop smokin' on that shit) Fuck that, hey, don't do it with him (Whatever) Yo yeah, lemme
platnum You pinchin' up on the strip I pinch the blood from my lips And fly don't dig what they done dug But that dont mean I ain't hip I let my enemy
You pinchin' up on the strip I pinch the blood from my lips And fly don't dig what they done dug But that dont mean I ain't hip I let my enemy slip
boy they don't pent So who requested Wu-Tang on the set (it's the RZA) What you get so you ain't really hearin' nuttin' yet We'll never let anybody else
't next to nice, made you nice Don't get your head cracked, don't get your tomato diced I'm the coldest M.C. in the game And I shouldn't have to say it
me, now you look rewarded [Raekwon:] What's that smell? Rat piss and possum pussy Bitch don't yell, I'm not impressed, don't push me I'm back with some
(feat. Wu-Tang Clan) [GZA] Okay.. the GZA Tony Touch classic, knowhatI'msayin? We gonna bang y'all, in the head one time Blaze up on y'all one time