Bells of War

[Intro: U-God]

Set it off

Yeah, yo

Give me the cue

[Verse 1: U-God]

Skip the introduction, pulsate the lip function

The junction get rushed by some grimy people bustin' weed

Splatter your melon like some Attica felons

Use a firearm good, Bloods go for heart swellin'

Insert the spasm, yes, the dirty herb has him

Thoroughbred thugs insert the phantasm

Verbal smarts, spark the word, vision my scripture

Exotic wine, holdin' nine Picasso pictures

When the rhyme pivot you now, limit your chance

Bodyguard the lyric with unlimited stance

Words seem to zing on down to Beijing

When we touch down, you crown renowned kings

[Verse 2: Method Man]

There's no honor amongst thieves

Street pharmaceuticals stack like Genovese

The Four Devils tempt madmen, but not these

We profound hardcore sound, to MC's — thumbs down

Prepare, Killa Bees — it be warfare

It's the year niggas gotta take you off of here

Hold the square — if we go there, we go gritty

And spread fear through this rap city, call the mayor

My razor sharp darts be like cold stares

The smell of fear make my nostrils flare, truth or dare?

Ask yourself can you compare to these niggas in the hood?

Johnny B. Goode or he be gone, yeah

The struggle goes on, you've been warned

P.L.O. from here to Lebanon

How many bombs must we drop in the Ninety-Now?

Walk a mile in my shoes, get the street news from Meth-Tical

[Break: RZA]

Glocks'll be spittin', you gots to be kiddin'

A-yo, kid, you gots to be kiddin'

Or Glocks'll be spittin'

You gots to be kiddin'

[Verse 3: RZA]

Yo, it's common sense how I master my circumference, you dense

I get locked the fuck up, released on my own recognizance

Can't be judged, young bloods bust back like scuds

Wu-Tang hovers one thousand notches above

MC level — yo, I stay highs like treble

Foes who oppose get plucked like rose petals

Arrestin' and holdin', penetrate forbidden regions

Wack MC's only lastin' one season

The morale was low at the corral

Adjective pronouns had no style

Your weak proposal ain't the official

Initial is Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig Allah

All that other bullshit ain't permissible

Annual increase of the Wu-Tang Manual

Handles to keep all this true hip-hop shit tangible

Illegible, every egg ain't edible

My tracks remain Unforgettable like Ol' Nat Cole

Got to catch this paper to buy Shaquasia a glacier

Buy Melchezidek a skyscraper

Understandin' the continents of Africa and Asia

And free the Black Man from enslaved labor

Wu-Tang

[Verse 4: Masta Killa]

The weight of the fam is on our back and we can't fall

Victim to this long hall of fame, meanin' nothin'

We came to punish the glutton with a substance

That can't be contained

Wu-Tang

[Interlude 1: Method Man]

Motherfuckers!

We be seein' y'all asses when we walk up in the club

Y'all all in the back, scared to speak

We speak 'cause you scared

Punk motherfucker! We know what time it is

[Interlude 2: Raekwon & (Others in background)]

All you been seein' is upsets in the boxin' shit, right?

It's like come on, man

This nigga fucked up, motherfuckin' Whitaker

(Dang, he caught Whitaker)

Mmm-hmmm

(He caught Whitaker a long time ago)

Mike got touched

(Who Mike got touched by?)

Holyfield

(And Mike's.. Mike's gonna forfeit this fight

He ain't fightin' McDermit)

He ain't fightin'?

(Nope)

(Whattup?)

(You talkin' bout he, what he, what he, what he did

Told them he cut his eye, in sparring)

[Verse 5: Ghostface Killah]

Stella D'oro wrap breadsticks, David Berkowitz

Einstein birthed a hit, now nurture it

M.G.M. front row seat tonight, no gems

Purify, cleanse, ran into some beef up in the men's

Fix your sawed off, Wu-Tang tore me off the cross

All you saw was white meat, skin hangin' off

These is words from the Arch Bishop, some call it six up

The Betty Crocker Marvel cake, snakes will miss a

Wax janitor, black Jack Mulligan from Canada

Slam dance, tarantula style, you's a fan of the

Monopoly king, Slavic poetry

Carnegie Hall's off the hook, let's push through the armory

Mack truck hittin' soloist, Soul Controllers

Behold of the thousand teeth fist, swift and boneless

[Outro: RZA]

You know, 'cause Wu-Tang is invincible, you know what I mean?

It's Wu-Tang Forever, God!

Know what I'm sayin'?

We gonna get down with that W

That's that Wu, that's that Wisdom

That's the Wisdom of the Universe

That's the truth, of Allah, for the Nation of the Gods

You know what I'm sayin'?

We breakin' that through these days, God

Ya know what I'm sayin'?

We got the fuckin' way

We got the medicine for your sickness out here

Ya know what I mean?

I was tellin' Shorty like..

Yo, Shorty, you don't even gotta go to summer school

Pick up the Wu-Tang double CD

And you'll get all the education you need this year

Ya know what I mean?

Their poisoned minds can't comprehend this shit

Word, man, it's Wu-Tang Forever, God

Niggas can't fuck with these lyrics, God!

You know what I'm sayin'? Nahmean?

Oh, hell no! None of this shit

C'mon, man... beats, lyrics man, y'all niggas

Niggas can't even understand half this shit

I think niggas ain't gonna figure it out 'til the year Two-G

(Wax niggas ass for free or fee) Word!

Yo, you know what?

The next Wu-Tang album ain't even comin' out until 2000

Ya know what I mean

That's just gonna come back with a comet

You hear, we gonna bring a comet

Check for that shit in the millennium

You know what I mean?

So, yo, y'all niggas, man

Be the resurrection

The Gods is here, man

Born Gods is here