Clans & Cliks

[Chorus: Foul Monday] Shame on a nigga that try to run game Get a hollow point rooted in your brain, Wu-Tang, nigga One nation for the people, ain't nobody equal We the chosen few, here to go insane, Boot Camp, nigga This a chessboxin' mystery and goin' down in history The 36th chamber full of flames, Wu-Tang, nigga Magnum Force on the Last Stand, the world is in my hands Basic training's over, time to war [Verse 1: Rockness Monsta] Ayo the rap nigga got a shotgun in his hand Let off, the wheelchair nigga got up and ran Died with his man, shot up the cameras, hopped in the van Vanished, but son will come back tomorrow and blam Rock is a damn animal, monster Bigfoot, I will sasquatch ya to Godzilla, take a quick look Brownsville crook, get bright with the beam Take your french vanilla, butter pecan, ya ice and your cream [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] Monsta Rockness with my nigga Hot Nix Flow like a pound of loud how we got the spot lit See that white light flash right before I hit you I should've just rocked pinstripes with the whistle, I'm so official I'm so forreal, so physically ill Sickness, no cure, no prescription or pill Can’t stop the head crack, this is two 5’s and a 6 Wu-Camp Clik, you know my niggas do that shit, do that shit [Chorus: Foul Monday] Shame on a Nigga that try to run game Get a hollow point rooted in your brain, Wu-Tang, nigga One nation for the people, ain't nobody equal We the chosen few, here to go insane, Boot Camp, nigga This a chessboxin' mystery and goin' down in history The 36th Chamber full of flames, Wu-Tang, nigga Magnum Force on the Last Stand, the world is in my hands Basic training's over, time to war [Verse 3: Sean Price] It's only natural, actual facts are thrown at you Impact'll blow trees back and crack statues One thing's for sure, two things for certain Gun game is raw, I do things in person Face my fears, fears embraced make this clear That ain't fear no man except God, you hear? P, now back to my typical verse Murder, death, kill, Brownsville, don't get hurt, P Chief hard bars Bullet to your brain frame is beef tartare Bloody and gun hungry, fallin' back with the war tower Studyin' 120, call me back at the god hour Knowledge my wisdom See me with Bernadette, you best acknowledge my wisdom I got three kids and claim two on taxes Popped three wigs and made two closed caskets, Wu-Tang [Chorus: Foul Monday] Shame on a nigga that try to run game Get a hollow point rooted in your brain, Wu-Tang, nigga One nation for the people, ain't nobody equal We the chosen few, here to go insane, Boot Camp, nigga This a chessboxin' mystery and goin' down in history The 36th chamber full of flames, Wu-Tang, nigga Magnum Force on the Last Stand, the world is in my hands Basic training's over, time to war [Verse 4: Raekwon] This for diamond rockers, ice lit, known to take off in choppers Motorcycle gloves on, drugs in the Benz poppers Hood caviar, been savvy, God, Harry Winston bangles Flooded with 40 karats of Pringles A vet rhymer, fly as a jetliner Look at the wall, mad pictures of my team, I regret grindin' Brick paper, flip paper, known to just vic paper Yo slide off and rewind the time Should the crumbs peep and my niggas we eatin', this the movie makin' [?] Buy big jewels, fuck with the dimes Oven roast one of y'all post and tryna be the most You not real, you fuck around and get lined This is facts, either you winnin', god, or gettin' taxed Givin' zippers, chest cave niggas and give 'em that Meet the fly Jameson boys, 10 to 12 toys Meet the voices, buy your bitch oysters and blow her back out [Chorus: Foul Monday] Shame on a Nigga that try to run game Get a hollow point rooted in your brain, Wu-Tang, nigga One Nation for the people, ain't nobody equal We the chosen few, here to go insane, Boot Camp, nigga This a chessboxin' mystery and goin' down in history The 36th Chamber full of flames, Wu-Tang, nigga Magnum Force on the Last Stand, the world is in my hands Basic training's over, time to war [Verse 5: Tek] Incarcerated scarfaces, Cuban links, and matchin' bracelets Just comin' home from catchin' violent drug cases Them the niggas I be fuckin' with and groupie niggas eat a dick New niggas out here doin' way too much sucker shit On some wack shit, fuck this rap shit Bust a Gat shit, Dru won't know what happened 'Cause I do a Doley, potato over pistoli Fuck your fame, I want your life, fuck your Rollie (Wu-Tang) [Verse 6: Method Man] I flow fluently, who I be? That villain Of your beeswax, ease back 'fore I squeeze Gats We don't need that, do we? Do we? Just keep it rap, groovy That lean and skinny jeans, that's why you rap booty Hooties, kids in the hall, this is bigger than y'all Monkeys in the middle, I'm like middle finger 'em all I ain't got no issues, if you scared then get you a dog I might Michael Vick you, take from the rich and give to the poor Wu-Tang [Verse 7: Steele] Real fire, man, grip the iron, man, like Tony Starks Throwin' darts, watch the shallow farce, all the homies sharks Know the arts, Masta Killa bars holdin' Golden Arms- Leg-Leg-Arm-Head to toe, dipped in camouflage I Inspectah Deck, rep Decepticons GZA with the RZA, y'all pawns on the chessboard Cap your Dons, Chef up hard bars, this is god degree Float like a butterfly, sting like a Killa Bee [Outro] Boot Camp, nigga Wu-Tang, nigga Boot Camp, nigga Wu-Tang, nigga