featuring Raekwon the Chef

[Raekwon]

Yo whassup kid? How you yeah

Straight up and down

This is the Chef comin out of Wu Tang Clan

Representin Shaolin to the fullest son!

I mean I'm here right now with my nigga Fat Ji doe

representin the Boogie Down and the rest of the tri borough

So what we gonna do right here son

Aiyyo matter fact son I'm tired of these niggaz man!

Word up!

[Fat Joe]

Hey yo it's total devestation, for any MC that poses

I paint the town red with clips and dum-dums and bloodshed

The Fat MC, from the B-X

Vicious like a T-Rex, who slips into a three-X

Rappers fuck up, and end up, in the obituary

Don't know the meaning of real, check the dictionary

I got no time for conversation

Makin MC's run for the border like the immigration

A Puerto Rican villain who be dealin and illin for nothin

You ain't a playa, you just BLUFFIN

Point blank, we can even do this with gats and shanks

It's your selection

I can become President, without elections

I got mad connections, Fat Joe, the rap wizard

Brainstorms come in swarms, get lost in the blizzard

Word to mother I take your life

Sodomize your daughter, and make a widow out your wife

It's the relentless, nobody can check this

Fat Joe, you know The Yung and Resless respect this

.. to all the fake MC's

[Raekwon the Chef]

Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now

Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9

Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now

Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9

Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now

Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9

Ch-chk-BLAOW! Move from the gate now

Nigga respect mine, or anger the tec-9