Uh huh Mr Bigs Track Masters

It's a Wu Tang official

Right here you know

Yeah the employees of

The year yeah we're back to work

We took time off while

Other rappers got jerked

Shits 'bout to change now

It's a shame how

Things ain't the same but

I'm back in the game now

And as we step in the door

We cause panic

Yep the usual suspects we at it

Vexed at it y'all went a

Week with the belt

Few chicks felt your style

Now you feelin' yourself

Meet your maker I dropped

You at eight years old

I got stock in your flow

And crops to sharehold

Crops with the pros

Where cops won't dare go

Got top centerfolds

Too hot to wear clothes

Still me always have and will be I L L G

It's silly to hate but feel free

Hey hear what I say they gotta pay

And my return is like Christ

Declare the holiday

Back in the game now

Copped me some weed now

My people 'bout to eat now

Shits 'bout to change now

Back in the game now

All my niggaz in the hood now

Better catch up now

Shits 'bout to change now yeah

Uh y'all see I'm in the

Street strugglin'

Young dumb and thuggin'

Give a f**k about nuttin'

Stuck at rock bottom tryin'

To come up on somethin'

Pumpkin' from sundown to

Sun up we hustlin'

Vision my n***a now get

In where you fit in

And see prison as just the

High cost of livin' the life

Ante up 'cause if you blow the dice

On that O Z Dorothy ain't

Goin' home tonight

That's on everything put it on

The kids and the wife

Been buryin' my folks ever since

They raised the price on the coke

Searchin' for a quick antidote

Mo' money mo' problems to cope

We were at the same table

When the chips were checked

A gamblin' rebel who inspects the deck

Just when you thought we

Would fold our hand

Against all odds we raised the

Bet like we changed the plans

It was live on air but in

Between station breaks

I was holdin' a pair and

Just made the table stakes

Split the demos put

Insurance on tapes

A safeguard against the

Crusaders in capes

If I double down they say the Gods are sharks

If we win against the house they

Thought the cards was marked

We draw hit after hit from

A royal flush menu

While the dealer promoted

The full house venue

A spade in the club with

The heart to wear diamonds

The high roller who got

Credit upon signin'

They look puzzled when

I shuffle most of 'em

Stunned by the hustle

Recourse of bluff game's your muscle

I'm back in the game now

Copped me some weed now

My people 'bout to eat now

Shit's 'bout to change now

Back in the game now

All my niggaz in the hood now

Better catch up now

Say what

Shaolin shadowboxing

Shits 'bout to change

Aiyyo on rainy days I sit

Back and count ways on

How to get rich coolin'

With a mean ill Jamaican b***h

Banana coat matchin' with the ratchet

Lil' black weave sweatpants style

Air force is actin'

Jump in the six kicks look crisp

Talkin' 'bout the bird

Flow through your hood in

The mean tints that's giant

It's like the family that

Flipped on you for lyin'

Buried you alive left your w***e cryin'

We on your floor look more doors

Dey ain't ate either

I hope y'all niggaz is armed

And when we get there

All my niggaz in the mix

Yeah Shallah Lex Diamond

Got me buyin' Louis Rich

Most people say the Clan

Was missin' since

I got dropped off a radio

Overnight your whole style

Was bitten in the process

Everybody switched they names like

Whatcha call it any fast D James

It was the Gods that rapped that

Sharkskin' dark skinned bitches

Clerks from Digi left the game dizzy

Ooh got busy that

Dancey shit slid through

We had to stay hood 'cause

That's who we been through

R Z A came through mastermind

Got the cash and power

Proof that power plastered

Divine classical lines

Mathematical rhymes

The style is unbearable

Now niggaz with the radical shines

It's ghost Deini every coast need me

We back motherf**ker that's right

It's the W T C

World Trade Center Wu Tang Clan

We brought so much heat that

We was givin' you tears an' shit