Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard   (some Jamaican woman)  
  
 Yeah!  
 I wanna let allllll y'all niggaz know in here tonight  
 that this is that Wu Tang shit  
 This that shit that's gonna get you high... {*echoes*}  
 See when you stimulate your own mind  for one common cause  
 You see  who's the real motherfuckers  
 See what you see  is you what you see  
 (Can I say it? Wu-Tang a-run tings!)  
 Be the original G  
 Rhymin on timin and in the place to be  
 (Run blood claat tings!)  
 they love see meeeeeeee!  
  
 [Ol' Dirty Bastard]  
 You're a crossbreed, I'm a knowledge seed  
 I want ACTION, that's what I need  
 I never put doubt in my mind  
 cause I know when I touch the mic there's the rhyme  
 see murder which is caused  
 when you fuck with the negative and positive charge  
 Then they came up, out my garage  
 with the hit that's gonna be LARGE  
 Tired of sittin on my fuckin ass  
 Niggaz I know, be runnin around with mad fuckin cash  
 Who the FUCK wanna be an emcee  
 if you can't get paid, to be a fuckin emcee?  
 I came out my momma pussy -- I'm on welfare  
 Twenty-six years old -- still on welfare!  
 so I gotta get paid fully  
 Whether it's truthfully or untruthfully  
 With my Boston bloodthirsty process  
 P-E-A-C-E  
  
 Chorus: Method Man  
  
 Move em in move em in  
 Move em out move em out  
 Stick it up {*whip sound*} raw hide!  
  
 [Ol' Dirty Bastard]  
 Yea, gotta come back to attack  
 Killin niggaz who said they got stacks, cause I don't give a fuck  
 {*inhales*} I wanna see blood, whether it's period blood  
 or bustin your fuckin face, some blood!!  
 I'm goin out my FUCKIN mind!!  
 Everytime I get around devils {*breathing hard*}  
 Let me calm down, you niggaz better start runnin  
 Cause I'm comin, I'm dope like fuckin heroin  
 Wu-Tang Bloodkin, a goblin, who come tough like lambskin  
 Imagine, gettin shot up with Ol Dirty insulin {*sucks air*}  
 You bound to catch AIDS or somethin  
 Not sayin I got it, but nigga if I got it you got it!!  
 WHAT?!? {*echoes*}  
  
 [Raekwon the Chef]  
 Yo, check the bulletproof fly shit, strong like thai stick  
 then I'll remain to tear your frame, while I freaks it  
 like some fly new sneaks and shit  
 Now EAT my shit, bitch tried to creep and got hit  
 Now regulate, and I'll be out to set up a date  
 Wu-Tang, is bangin like a Ron G tape  
 RZA pump the shit just like a shotty  
 Watch me run it John Gotti  
 Collidin on the track, like gin and watty  
 Check the calender, I warn any challenger  
 to step up {*whoosh*} feel the blast from the silencer  
  
 Chorus  
  
 [Method Man]  
 Comin soon to a theatre near you it be the Wu  
 Yeah find yourself in the square and see it's true  
 Actual facts to snack on and chew  
 My positive energy sounds peace to you  
 A wise man killed one horse and made glue  
 Wicked women puttin period blood in stew  
 Don't that make the stew witches brew?  
 I fear for the eighty-five that don't got a clue  
 How could he know what the fuck he never knew?  
 God-Cypher-Divine come to show and come to prove  
 A mystery god that's the work of Yacub  
 The Holy Ghost got you scared to death kid boo!!  
  
 Outro: Ol' Dirty Bastard  
  
 Yeah, we always gotta keep it fly  
 Fly for you to feel, what you wants to feel  
 See Wu-Tang like to thank, all the people across the country  
 All the people in America, all the people outside of America  
 for listenin to our music  
 We gotta keep it fly for ya  
 See this ain't somethin new  
 that's just gonna come out of nowhere, no!!!  
 This is somethin OLD, and DIRTY!!  
 and DIRTY!!  
 Yeah