[Verse 1: RZA] Wait, hold up, chill, what’s that, son? Damn nigga got fucked, shit, huh?! By his back, watch nigga run Seven the center of your eight point Sun Hold tight grip on the God-U Now, you best be careful! Can’t dodge two Self-Hes aimed at your domepiece Father-U-C-King police!! [Chorus: U-God] Something in the slum went rum-pum-pum-pum Something in the slum went rum-pum-pum-pum [Verse 2: Masta Killa] Yo, Rae it’s been a long time son since we bust gun Clap glaciers, ran the world and snatched paper Return to the 36th Chamber Proceed with caution as you enter We have an A.P.B. on an MC Killer Looks like the work of a master [Chorus: Cappadonna] Yo something in the street went, BANG BANG Making it hard for you to do your thang thang Something in the street went BANG BANG.. [Verse 3: Cappadonna] Up in the boss game wilding, money for grabs I ain’t fucking with crabs, out of state copped two labs Hopped two cabs, back on the Ave Stab you with the vocab, catch me at the big dough rehab Tryna re-up, keep my feet up Snake niggas in the cut, hold the product Time is up, no luck, heat start to bust Niggas you can’t trust, dealing with lust Seen him at the ballgames with James [Chorus: Cappadonna & Ghostface Killah] Something in the street went, BANG BANG Making it hard for you to do your thang thang Something in the street went, BANG BANG Making it hard for you to do your thang Something in the hall went {Click Click} The boxcutter went {Click Click} Something in the hole went {Click Click} The boxcutter went {Click Click} [Verse 4: Ghostface Killah] These are the bones, bones from the grave of Houdini G-Deini, Ronzoni noodles sprinkled on your embry’ Climb like the deficit, profits, death threats To Israel slid through Bethlehem bong on one wheel Syringes, rubber bands, needles, the 60’s Granddaddy Caddy was copped for 6 G’s B’gosh all that Oshkosh jumpers Pink Champelle, brown paper bags, wall to wall bumpers [Verse 5: U-God] These ain’t the camera guys, cause terror in your eyes Sweat on the hammer fly, Ways of the Samurai Newsflash bulletin, Gods on the prowl We full again, ruff men scuff Timbs Sonic bionic lens, RZA console Is it Bush or is it Dole, front row of the Super Bowl Black gold in my soul, on a ho stroll Don’t go boy you on parole you don’t know? [Chorus: Inspectah Deck] Someone in the back went, CLACK CLACK Money is stacked, now bust your gun, CLAP CLAP Someone in the back went, CLACK CLACK Money is stacked, now bust your gun, CLAP CLAP [Verse 6: Inspectah Deck] Made ‘em throw they hands up but then lay flat Rat pack eat up, the average alley cat Prepare for the impact when we contact Known to drop facts that crack your hard hat Must I show and prove, trust I, bust I Make your head spin like chrome 20’s on the buggy-I Benz Who contends, Wu like the Superfriends Who’s your rhyming hero? Wu-Tang rules again [Chorus: Inspectah Deck, Cappadonna, Ghostface Killah & U-God] Someone in the back went, CLACK CLACK Money is stacked, now bust your gun, CLAP CLAP Someone in the back went, CLACK CLACK Money is stacked, now bust your gun, CLAP CLAP Yo something in the street went, BANG BANG Making it hard for you to do your thang thang Something in the street went, BANG BANG.. Something in the hole went {Click Click} The boxcutter went {Click Click} Something in the hall went {Click Click} The boxcutter went {Click Click} Something in the slum went rum-pum-pum-pum Something in the slum went rum-pum-pum-pum