God damn man these radio station be buggin 
Man it's three o'clock in the mornin, damn 
This hip-hop shit just keep 
Damn we got to slow this shit down man, yaknowhatImean? 
 
[Tekitha] 
Fiends were never waiting in the hill 
They ran one step ahead 
But the jiggy was always there 
 
Upon the project pavement 
There was death, enslavement of the mind 
Single mothers are filled with stress 
 
As I lay there with my baby 
We would look, from the window, and cry 
Then suddenly in the sky 
 
Between the new world ages 
We were blessed, and Wu-Tang fills the ear 
With the melody of a train (Lord is suddenly here!) 
 
False MC's are melting 
In the dark, all the weak LP's are 
going dowwwwwwwwwwwwwn 
 
God released the tape out, early May 
 
And, I don't think the world can take it 
Cause it took so long to make it 
And the hip-hop game'll never be the sammmmmmme 
 
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang 
 
Upon the project pavement 
There was death, enslavement of the mind 
Single mothers are filled with stress 
 
Between the new world ages 
We were blessed, and Wu-Tang fills the air 
With the knowledge that God posess 
 
As I lay there with my baby 
We would look, from the window, and cry 
Then the Wu-Tang sign appears, in the sky 
 
Billboards started melting 
In the dark, all the weak MC's are 
going dowwwwwwwwwwwn 
 
God released the tape of, Earthly pain 
 
And, I don't think the world can take it 
Cause it took so long to make it 
And the hip-hop game'll never be the sammmmme 
 
And I don't think the world can take it 
Cause it took so long to make it 
And the hip-hop game'll never be the sammmmmmmmmmme 
 
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang 
 
Wu-Tang