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