Take It Back - Wu-Tang Clan

On the firing line… lock, one round load

Ready on the right?

Ready on the left?

Ready on the firing line?

Watch for your targets

Yeah

Yeah

Pay attention

Welcome to the fish fry where niggas get burnt to a crisp

Jump out the pot—"Yeah, yo, I got this"

Long armor, construction’s on, I’m pro-drama

Catch me in the wildest beefs, I bring bombers

Bearded like Talibans, booted, my black ninjas’ll come through

Tuxedos on with the gold llamas

Priceless like emeralds, check out the ski mask

King Tut’s nephew gave it to me for three bags of heron

Don Baron, sniff a bag of blow

Fifth out, running up in Saks with the ill army

Shake feds, play dead—"Yo, check out what Rae said"

Lay on ya hands, let the Branson break bread

High energy, all my niggas are kin to me

Regardless how it go down, I still get ten a ki'

Beware of my enemies, y’all remember me

Nikes with the low goose on, and I been a beast

Wilding in my headphones, red in my stones (Uh-huh)

Good ganja out, if I die fill up my headstones

With water, dough, acid and gold classics

All my niggas who pump, the spirit’ll jump out and grab shit

Max with the laser on 'em, staircase caskets

Broke bugged thugs in the hallway maxing

Still them 1−6-Ooh niggas

Straight up

Whoa, hold up, hold up

The nozzle aim rip through ya frame for pocket change

Fiend for the Rush Hour 4 then pop a vein

Thousand-dollar corks pop, pause or get off top

Used to be a general, just lost your spot

«Animal House,» two grand’ll handle your mouth

Beast mode with the G-Code, cancel 'em out

Son, I’ve seen Hell, fell into the palms of Satan arms

Don that I am, made 'em bow in the face of God

Graveyard-shifting, different day, the same thing

The name ring, then, the chain swing, and dames cling

Money green, Maury kicks, whips and new fitteds

(«It was all a dream») Advocated by the few who do live it

Bloomberg make a nigga cop the Mausberg

Shorty ain’t a shorty, he a shooter like Wahlberg

Old man told me, «Don't be blind to deception

Only strive for perfection homey, your mind is a weapon»

Relax

You got your muscles tight

Relax

Word… Word…

First we told y’all niggas, then we showed y’all niggas, huh?

We gon' take it back with this

By the time you get a show, we’ve been all around the globe, huh?

We gon' take it back with this

Before you even had a name, you was screaming «Wu-Tang»

We gon' take it back with this

When we was running on the block, you was under ya pops, remember

We gon' take it back with this… let’s go

Yo, yo, yo, armor truck money, Shazam bangles

Play the throne like Julius Caesar, gorilla mob, slash, Killah’s gaurd

Fake passports and visas, all of my goons

They be carrying spoons because boo be having massive seizures

Hot chocolate lovers, guns is published

Detroit bitches out of town be dying to fuck us

This is real talk, shank lullabyes

Ben Franks, we like Jet Blue, we stay hella high

Curl on the dumbell L, we can’t even S-P-E-L-L

MTV or TRL

Supreme novelists, we rank superior, guarding the post

Down low in the 'jects, got it locked in your area (Get up)

Ain’t tryna hurry up

We like rebel niggas powdered up, wilding in the streets of Liberia

No matter the crime, I’m beating the case

If I’m wrong, a chair’ll hit a judge right in his face

Shitting shanks out, come to court dates (Ugh)

Mittens on shines with blood Wallys that’s the color of wine

Yo, talk to me, my criminal mystique

Kick back the boards, six thousand a week

Pay homage, what the don beat, you’re a minor threat

I see your sweat roll down your cheek

And you’re soft and sweet, your talk is pork

Get murdered in New York when I enforce the heat

And the cost ain’t cheap, my advice is priceless

Bring back the life that you thought was lifeless

The way of the gun, son, who the nicest?

S.K., no stun gun, smooth devices

«Time Crisis,» I played the game, low lifers

In a brawl, rip the phones out the walls in Rikers

Vipers in the infirmary rooms with slicers

Shiesters with hate in their blood might bite you

Fuck that bitch if your wife don’t write you

Cancel her, buy another one just like her

Pipers in the bucket of ice taste righteous

Today’s mathematics when we build in cyphers

The baby automatic kill like Air Force strikers

I’m still Asiatic when I spill the hypeness

The dark, and this place will come here

That’s right!

First we told y’all niggas, then we showed y’all niggas, huh?

We gon' take it back with this

By the time you get a show, we’ve been all around the globe, huh?

We gon' take it back with this

Before you even had a name, you was screaming «Wu-Tang»

We gon' take it back with this

When we was running on the block, you was under ya pops, remember

We gon' take it back with this… let’s go