[Method Man]

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh

Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up (one)

Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up

(That's what's up)

Eh, eh, eh,

Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up

Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up



Wu-Tang, nigga, Crash Ya Crew , laugh at you

You bastard, you, pass through, slap an ass or two

Hear me ROAR, Timbaland tree, weed galore

MC's with gusto y'all ain't neva seen befo'

El-Producto, pass that, ya puff too slow

That's what's up, yo, the kid with the buck-toothed flow

Oh, that's Meth Man, south paw, I throw my left hand

To that hardcore shit that even make the Tec jam

Oh my goodness! Trust me, ain't nuttin like some hood shit

Gotta love my dogs but ain't nuttin like a good bitch

Strictly, if I'm goin down, she comin wit me

Whole time screamin, "Oh my God!", ain't no mystery



Chorus: [Method Man]



Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm

Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon

Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long

Can't wait until ya fake ass gone

Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm

Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon

Nigga, uh-oh! I think they're playin our song

Lit blunts, Clan in Da Front, sayin "It's on!"



[RZA]

Try to Wu hate, duck, you could suck my

Watch the block get clear when I buck my

Boomerang darts, you can't duck my

No tellin which Clan man you got struck by

Chains get tucked when he walk by, hawk eye

Arrows bein fired from crossbow, I talk fly

You can't Etcha-sketch all my rhyme threat

Try to bite my flow, you catch ya throat strep

Soaked in cess, dope, you eat the