[Intro: RZA]
  True mizza-Mast' on the triz-nack
  Bob Digi back for a snack
  Kinetic 9 in the biz-nack
  Raekwon got the triz-nap
  
  [Chorus 2X: RZA & Erica Bryant]
  We be ridin' fast cars
  Weed all in the glass jar
  Chrome all on my crash bar
  Glocks all in my stash box
  
  [RZA]
  Gats burst off, thugs take their shirts off
  Five niggaz drop off, before I got the verse off
  Pop go the glock, wipe the fuckin' smirf off
  Your face, my bitch pulled up in a lime green and turquoise
  SL5, five AMG, while you shoppin' for a deal like it's A&P
  On the paper chase, like blood, my thoughts circulate
  No caffeine, but the submachine gun will perculate
  Rikki Tikki Tavi, ya'll niggaz Duck Daffy
  Get fucked like Daphne, stuck like the taxi
  Drivin' through the hill at night to the weedspot
  I got two hands but I'm known to carry three glocks
  B-O-B-B-Y, niggaz see I, only rock the Wu-Wear jeans, not the Levi
  Used to break days smokin' coke and digi
  'Til I bulked up to the Incredible Hulk like Bill Bixby
  Face green, knuckles burst out like Wolverine
  Should I rip this bitch pussy or go pull a sting?
  Fatal guillotine carrier, boy, ya'll niggaz know me
  Wrap niggaz in sheets, fold 'em like the roll singing
  Sick silky six syllable stanza
  Slap simple sadiddies swine sleazy Samantha
  She blowin' up my horn, bitch ain't try'n to answer
  Bobby Digital, Zodiac sign: Cancer
  
  [Chorus 2X]
  
  [Ghostface Killah]
  Yo... yo.. yo..
  Yo this is P. Tone, 5 minutes from the Park Hills, Staten Isle
  I do bad, only when the Mack good to stay balanced
  You shoot me? I shoot you, best bet's to finish me
  cuz if not, if I get the chance, I'm do you
  Your shit all off the hood, the clips go buckin' me good
  The shells get stuck in the wood, Starks is a veteren (uh-huh)
  Clarks, jewelry, bitches, jeans, darts is his medicine
  Y'all can't build me, your technique's Ecederin
  Look, I will take my time in the bushes, right
  Paid up people no mind like I'm crooked, right
  Shoot a nigga on down, do him somethin' right
  He on the floor, tell his grams, "yo I seen the light"
  The red car it just pulled off like Un Hall was drivin' the joint
  Faster than ya had ya the fifth smokin' lookin' moist
  I ain't know what to do so I told the boys
  I'm not a sucker look, y'all mothafuckin' made noise
  
  [Chorus 2X]
  
  [Outro: RZA]
  Ice Water exclusive, Bob Digi
  Kinetic 9, Killa Beez
  Straight up, Raekwon the Chef
  Bizza-bizza-O Di-di-Dirty Bas-stard
  Gizza-gizza-ga-gizza-gizz-ga-Ghostface Killah, Killah, Killah
  The GZA, The Genius
  Mizza-mizza-mizza M-E-T-H-O-D Man
  Straight up, Masta Killa
  The Inspectah Deck, U-G-O-D
  The B-O-B-B-Y tck-tck-pssh