wu tang wu tang onyx onyx wu tang wu tang onyx onyx a yo staircase to stage now major waves tanktop nautica flippin your daughter thirty ways yeah who want mine bent outta shape one time play the mall starin at your bird of all sunshine watch my shit shift niggas in the back wigs lift you know the stats god don t even ask pah back slit raw drug raps thug hats and mob hats spit on that cat this yellow love nigga fuckin with a rich cat my shit now 5 feet 6 with a crisp hat plush throwin down on thirty bricks niggas is with that dough federados locked my man yo hit lotto three hundred thousand in the bottle bitch snack is heiml technique rover in the robe gold link you know the code rique suitcase money stow heat rock navi s dough hundred dollar bags valet that nigga crab meat gamin himself like milton bradley yo the semi automatic glock this unlock this the weed spots get knocked it s so hot chicks is topless whips are spotless chrome rims spend obnoxious you can t knock this bust ya shots you better not miss x 1 wild out and make you watch this til your eyes turn red with blotches eatin scraps out the garbage unload a cartridge and bust a cap x could never trust a cat onyx is as hot as it gets bitches fuckin for free is outta the quest blow blood outta your flesh your body outta your vest i toss the heat from across the street fly you up off your feet you die livin soft and sweet street crime time is money nigga don t waste mine expose my 9 throwin your shine your froze in time lookin at death holdin your breath laid out on the dance floor blood and mot i m blowin your set trick twenty g s no sweat your goin in debt i m goin for broke i m blowin out smoke you catch a stroke wu tang and baldhedz swiss foreheads leave you all red x milli 1 fully armed illest beyond your realest form bringin the storm forseein you warned nothin keepin me calm but heat in my palm sleep and you gone you see what i m on creepin outta the dark scatter your parts from here to battery park  first things first man you re fuckin with the worst first things first man you re fuckin with the worst first things first man you re fuckin with the worst you can t slam don t let me get fool on a man steel master grab half the cash fast and bash and splash yo class mash your staff what nigga get smacked you ain t worth a punch hurt your bunch get murked you front in the wrong circle punk mack clever niggas dat regulate catch you on the d lo in mecca and etch a sketch ya shake and erase vacatin your space breakin your face straighten your waist twist you and won t miss you afficial nast and killa bee full blast get off smash pull fast for your stash long as the war last foot up in your ass tryin to count more math bringin the hardcore rap yo we be the mainstream supreme rhyme top of the line cuisine fiends number one love for thug queens schemin on cream my whole team love the e cup bras and mob cars killa sin known for makin niggas reach for the stars the terrorist lyricist in the midst of the abyss cannabis evangelists iron palms with metal fists wu build like construction and bang like percussion all the planet battery packs combust and malfunction what kid first things first man you re fuckin with the worst first things first man you re fuckin with the worst first things first man you re fuckin with the worst you can t slam don t let me get fool on a man holy shit who the fuck is dat it s john john sticky fingaz kid you got my back i got your back cousin i got the mac dozen and when them niggas start dumpin bust back cousin cause it s a new year time for some new shit nowadays rappers dyin over music dead on arrival we raised in the ghetto singin songs for survival duckin homicidal you rob them yeah yeah onyx wu tang on tracks we gangbang chitty bang bang chitty chitty bang bang hot nix spit flame lava pump through my veins caught in the zone home on the range a yo you rang on ferocious atrocious we got that supercalifragalisticexpiala dope shit eight ball in the corner pocket we snatch wallets off the white collared the big apple forever rotted narcotics hunt the hard target hot nix so what the bumbaclot pop shit we do the knowledge to shark niggas once bitten major swingers heavy hittin poly your kitten throw up your mittens stop bitchin no slippin no pot to piss in the meltin pot s boilin hot now in hell s kitchen yo yo sticky fingaz one of the illest motherfuckers believe dat my moms dont raise no suckers i slap rappers turn em into singers touch somethin of mine and you ll have nine fingaz nuff said let s paint this whole fuckin town red and rip they whole crew to a shred i got cold blood i pull yo plug i hold bust show no love i m so bugged shoot yo home up and shoot up the whole club we throw slugs you ain t no thug i earned every god damn penny that i got son i m rollin shotgun in the convertible i wish a nigga w w would try to fuckin jack me i ll murder you first things first man you re fuckin with the worst first things first man you re fuckin with the worst first things first man you re fuckin with the worst you can t slam don t let me get fool on a man wu tang wu tang onyx onyx wu tang wu tang onyx onyx 3