***, yo, we gotta get this ***in' loot, baby, we gotta get this loot. Yo, back in the days, when ***, everything was all small and calm, and *** was like... Yo, man, what's up? I'm building, I'm building, man. I'm saying, like, remember back in, like, the 70s, ***in' 79s? No, no, 87. That was my favorite ***, girl. Whole load of ***. Everything, everything was lovely, man. Yo, yo, get the *** out the way, nigga. The ***? Oh, ***, who the *** is that? Hey, yo, Ghost! Yo, Ray! What's up with y'all niggas, man? *** y'all niggas! Hey, you know, everybody's talking about the good old days, right? Everybody, the good old days, the good old days. Well, let's talk about the good old days. Where's your phone at? Get up on that ***, all right? Yo, started off on the island, 8k shantling, niggas whaling, gunshots thrown at phone dialing. Back in the days, I'm eight now, making a tape now, Ray gotta get a plate now. Ignorant and mad young, wanted to be the one, till I got found, felt one. Yeah, my pops was a fiend since 16, shooting that, that's that *** in his bloodstream. That's the life of a cranny, real eye cranny, if niggas know the habits behind me. Day one, yo, growing all up in the ghetto, now I'm a weed fiend, jetting to Paul Meadow. In Medina, yo, no doubt, the guard got crazy clout, pushing a big joint from down south. So if you're filthy stacked up, better watch your back and duck, cause these fiends, they got it cracked up. Now my man from up north, now he got the law, as solid as a rock and crazy sore. No jokes, I'm not playing, get his folks, Desert Eagle his dick and put him in a yoke. And to know for sure, I got wreck and rip shot, I pointed a cat at his mother's not. Yo, yo, Ray, don't do that ***, man. Don't do that ***. *** that. Niggas who dedicated to the winners and the losers, dedicated to all jeeps and land crews. Dedicated to the 5's, 8's, 50i's. Dedicated to niggas who do drive-bys. Dedicated to the Lexus and the Axe. Dedicated to MPB's fat. Yo, kicking the fly, cliche, doing duets with Ray and 8. Happens to make my day. Though I'm tired of busting off shots, having to rock knots. Running up in spots and making *** hot. I'd rather flip shows instead of those. Hanging on my liberal wall, my first joint and it went gold. I want a lamp, I want to be in the shade. Plus a spotlight, getting my dick wrote all night. I want to have me a fat yacht and enough land to go and plant my own cess crops. But for now, it's just a big dream. Cause I find myself in a place where I'm last seen. My thoughts must be relaxed, be able to maintain. Cause times is changing, life is strange. The glorious days is gone and everybody's doing bad. Yo, mad lives is up for grabs. Brothers passing away, I gotta make wakes. Receiving all types of calls from upstate. Yo, I can't cope with the pressure. Settling for lesser. The God left lessons on my dresser. So I can bloom and blossom. Find a new way. Continue to make more hits with Ray and 8. Sunshine plays a major part in the daytime. Peace to mankind. Ghostface carry a black 9, nigga. Word up. Soon like that. Can it be that it was all so simple? Can it be that it was all so simple? Can it be that it was all so simple? Can it be that it was all so simple? Can it be that... Can it... Can it be that it was all so simple? It was all so simple, baby Can it be that it was all so... Simple, baby Can it be... Can it be that it was all so simple, baby Can it be that it was all so simple, baby Can it be that it was all so simple, baby It's like this, I'm gonna start from the top Inspect the deck He's like... He's like that dude that'll sit back and watch you Play yourself and all that, right? And see you sit there and know you lyin' And he'll take you to court after that He the inspector, that's why he the... And also he the rebel I.N.F., you know what I'm sayin'? And Shalauri Kwan, he the chef He cookin' up some marvelous *** to get your mouth waterin' On some old *** Then it's the Method Man It's like mad different methods to the way I do my *** You gotta smoke a bean in here I'm tellin' you, basically Method Man is like Roll that ***, light that ***, smoke it Know what I'm sayin'? And then Baby U, he a psychopathic thinker And then we got the old dirty *** Cause there ain't no father to his step That's why he the old dirty *** Ghostface Killer, you know what I'm sayin'? He on some Now You See Me, Now You Don't You know what I'm sayin'? And The RZA, he the sharpest mother***er in the whole clan He always on point He's a shark With the beats, with the rhymes, whatever And he DJ And the JZA, the genius is just a genius He's the backbone of the whole club He the head, let's put it that way I'm like Voltron and just happen to be the head You know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, yeah, that's cool So what's your ultimate goal, I guess, in this industry? Can I say this one? Domination, baby Right now, right now We still feel like we ain't get what we want yet When we get a little pass When we really, really get to where we gotta go That's when you know it's on You know what I'm sayin'? Cause right about now I ain't bragging or nothin' But yo, the Wu, the Wu got somethin' That I know that everybody wanna hear Cause I know I been waitin' to hear it You know what I'm sayin'? But straight up and now Till we get the gold We gon' keep goin' Cause we tryin' to do all this We tryin' to make a business outta this, man We ain't tryin' to, you know what I'm sayin' Affiliate ourselves with them fake ass A&Rs and all that We tryin' to make our own *** So that when our children get old Our seeds or whatever They got somethin' for they self We ain't tryin' to hop in and hop out like quick You know what I'm sayin'? We out for the gusto, man And we gon' keep it raw You know what I'm sayin'?