Crazy 8's

[Intro]

The Shaolin Fist requires great speed

It detects your enemy

And all his vital points

You are ready to fight

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]

Ayo, I dropped out of school when I was two years old

Changed my own diaper

One on the road

Partied every night in the playpen

Put a bitch near with me

Nigga I'm scrapin'

Now I'm a grown man

Run around like Usain Bolt

Rambo knife in the booth

When I lay my votes

Can't front yo

I did a few lines of coke

Then I slammed Jenna Jameson

And lit up a smoke

[Verse 2: Inspectah Deck]

Yeah

You never know a better blowеr

It's a daily show like Trevor Noah

The monеy used to talk now it scream at me

Paper bags make 'em all wanna

Squeeze at me

Colder than the Iceman Bobby Drake

'Cuz showing niggas love only got me hate

I'm straight outta Park Hill

Really the squad's ill

We showing more hands than car deals

[Verse 3: Solomon Childs]

(Get 'em!)

Intense like the poison of a cobra (Right!)

You hear a fat lady singing

And it's over (Right!)

Domination, David & Goliath

You can't see the truth when you're biased (Get 'em!)

Intense like the venom of a spider (Wu!)

You ain't in my circle (Wu!)

You an outsider! (Wu)

Excalibur

Live in the fire (Right!)

You can't see the truth when you're biased!

[Sample Transition]

[Verse 3: Remedy]

Yeah it will cost more to bury you

Than what you're worth

Toss shovels full of dirt

And put you under the Earth

Eight times eight

Sixty-four bars of perfection

Aligned like the stars in the heavens

They search for the remedy

Behold it's the truth untold

Etched into solid gold

Two tons stone

My fortune

Based on brains and extortion

(Fuck the World!)

I blow it out of proportion

[Verse 4: Method Man]

Gorilla then the Planet of The Apes

I write a punchline and plant it on your face

Eat a punch you ain't even got a case

Here's a shot that you ain't even got to chase

You late, and you ain't even got a case

Get your Karma with your cake

Not a killer you ain't even got the tape

This an AirForce One not a bait

But I hold a lotta weight

In the game

And you ain't even gotta wait

(Wu-Tang!)

[Verse 5: Street Life]

Yo, I'm a suspect

Person of interest

FBI still can't figure out how I killed it

Forensics couldn't explain my horrendous

Methods that I use to display my vengeance

Brain scan 3D diaphragm

Can't dissect

Nor understand

The mental thoughts of a madman

The evidence?

Left them clueless

Sonar? Radar?

Can't try to catch my movements

Sample Transition

Keep going! It'll tear your head!

[Verse 6: Masta Killa]

Yo

I'm a bad motherfucker

Medina warrior

With the black bandana

The panther I'm the answer

My work ain't for hire

I'm out hiring here in Kansas

Stick

But now I fire

Dressed up in my justified

Homicide attire

I kill so masterfully

For your desire

I do this shit with ease

The Chief Habib

Got the mic under siege

MC's (?)

Get buckled at the knees

[Verse 7: Cappadonna]

The death rate rise when u enter my zone

I kill 'em all

1 of my bars split 8 domes

They runnin' from dawn

Shittin' on theyselves

Waitin'

For bars that will lift they feet

Smack they face in

36 Shaolin

Twists

Or hey

Shit

Rubber bit 45 Caliber

Spit

You get your face changed son

Fuck 'em all

W's everywhere

When you hear the call

[Outro]

From tomorrow you've got to start teaching all the Wu-Tang secrets

Give him a firm foundation and I believe he won't let us down