Yo, yo
   Never doubt the Life
   (EHHHH! YO!) Yo
   Who the fuck are you to criticize me?
   Yo, I slap, yo, I slap dick ta ya wifey
   Yo (respect, that's my word)
  
   [Street Life]
   Another Wu tradition, Street vision, listen
   All my life I've been poverty stricken
   Always took what's mines, never was given
   a second chance just to rap sheet a bad decision
   You can't knock the hustle or the life that I'm livin
   Quick to stick the clip in, blow you out position
   Street juridictions, nigga, no restriction
   Concrete composition for emcee's in submission
   Special edition crash course mission
   Push through like the task force and crush all competition
   See you from a distance, dry snitchin, whisperin
   Greet your man posted up like two little bitches
   When you get the heart, step live or catch stitches
   Or find yourself with Del, sleepin with the fishes
   I got no love for fans that's fake ass niggas
   I can't stand the bid when it's all in my business
   Wu-Tang Forever and a day, don't get it twisted
   I get lifted, I just shoot somethin from hot buscuit
   These street kids, we can't lost, we terrorize you district
   Leave no finger prints and no survivin witness
  
   Chorus: Method Man
  
   Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
   (Yo, yo Math!)
   It's them kids from the otherside "Shaolin" Worldwide
   Street Life, Homocide, nowhere to run to
   Nowhere to hide, boo, we P.L.O.
   Fo' sho', if it don't flow, gotta go
   Fo' sho', if it don't blow, gotta go
   Fo' sho', if it ain't dough, gotta go
   Some didn't listen 'til my gun went BLOW!
  
   [Inspectah Deck]
   Yo, thoughts sharper than a Japanese Kitana
   Ninja coma, pirahnas crack teeth on my armor
   Scadalous, I ran contra-bomber, stalker like rebels of Rwanda
   Death before dishonor, snake charmer, persona of one who makes drama
   Godfather 4 type saga, tuckin a revolver in my Parker
   Bombin unprepared for departure, might talk but strike harder
   Fear the bow of the silent archer
   Sure shotter, pass the rock to your starter
   Poison darter, news photographers document the horror
   While I bounce Shaunda with Tiwana and I from blue Honda
   Honorable scholar, rockwilder, rip mic's for top dollar
   Your highnes, the crowd hollar
   Got your head rock, feel the brain trauma
   Crowd sponser, hotter than Bahama steam saunas
   The Rebel of opera, popped off the choclate and the ?gosha?
   Monster truck crush you imposters
  
   Chorus: Method Man
  
   Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
   It's them kids from the otherside "Shaolin" Worldwide
   I.N.S., Homocide, nowhere to run to
   Nowhere to hide, boo, we P.L.O.
   Fo' sho', if it don't flow, gotta go
   Fo' sho', if it don't blow, gotta go
   Fo' sho', if it ain't dough, gotta go
   Some didn't listen 'til my gun went BLOW!
  
   [Method Man]
   I'm the four mic emcee with five mic potential
   verlooked cuz y'all can't understand what I been thru
   You ain't got to love me, or even pretend to
   Actin like the street, they ain't got no street credentials
   Crack villians, raps be killin instrumentals
   The caps pealin and slap a feelin out ya dental
   Underground, sound, for ghetto residentials
   Up shit's creek lookin for some more shit to get into
   Got the Clan jewels as I continue
   to serve you everythin on that's on the menu
   with Chef John Jacob, remember Sunz Of Man told you Wake Up?
   My nigga smell the coffee, I'm too hardcore to kill softly
   Come to free the mind and get the bullshit up off me
   The Jedi, only use The Force if ya force me
   Shaolin What? Don't get it fucked up and cross me
   Rappers gettin stuck for actin stuck up and flossy
   Say it ain't so! Bust the callico
   Rap from the Island called Stat', here we go
  
   Chorus: Method Man
  
   Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
   It's them kids from the otherside "Shaolin" Worldwide
   Method Man, Homocide, nowhere to run to
   Nowhere to hide, boo, we P.L.O.
   Fo' sho', if it don't flow, gotta go
   Fo' sho', if it don't blow, gotta go
   Fo' sho', if it ain't dough, gotta go
   Some didn't listen 'til my gun went BLOW!
  
   "wantin respect--wantin respect" -- Ghostface
   "Who's the knucklehead wantin respect?" -- Ghostface
   "wantin respect--wantin respect" -- Ghostface
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