Verse One: Raekwon the Chef



Machine gun rap for all my niggaz in the back

Stadium packed, linebacker nigga flashback

See through yellow lines

Rock a fly jersey in the summertime God

Magic marker rap, bleed Benatton

Relaxed, wrote this, comin at cha crab ass cope

and snatch ya ice off, chillin in the back, throw the lights off

Waves, water blend, rhyme flow in slow motion

Thick snare, I'm feelin like a snail in the ocean

What's your wish? Wanna Kringle like Kris?

Melodic single, dark snap a nigga just like fish

You fucked up, some rich niggaz you done test yo

Select the wrong apartment, and niggaz pulled up your dress

Style molest that, canal chain nigga where ya vest at

Flex'll make me wanna bless that, yo

Saddam Hu-sane niggaz light the torch, we flamin niggaz

Autograph that, flatten all the main niggaz



Chorus:



[All] It's Yourz!

[RZA] The world in the palm of your hand

[All] It's Yourz!

[RZA] Twenty-three million of useful land

[All] It's Yourz!

[RZA] The seed and the black wo-man

[All] It's Yourz!

[RZA] Double LP from Wu-Tang Clan

[All] It's Yourz! (2X)



Verse Two: U-God



Yo, super freak physique. like Raphael Saadiq

Baby love the ganja leaf, everday of the week

Super friends wake up, deluxe gourmet beats

The night is right, I might find me a suite

It's a quarter full moon, now I ride with my swoon

Well groomed, dance hall packed, full room

Lady move, peep my glide, peep my zoom

Keep in stride, smoke the lah smoke the boom

Feel the fumes, consume toxic tunes

Hell bound, species forty ounce typhoon

The ultra-violet scream machine move your body touch

The totem pole wobble Ark builders God rush

Beams of light, stop