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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ghostface Killah
Ghostface Killah
Vocals
Raekwon
Raekwon
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DeVon Harris
DeVon Harris
Songwriter
Corey Woods
Corey Woods
Songwriter
Dennis Coles
Dennis Coles
Songwriter
Derrick Harris
Derrick Harris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
True Master
True Master
Producer
True Master for Wu-Tang Productions
True Master for Wu-Tang Productions
Producer
True Master at Ameraycan Studio, LA
True Master at Ameraycan Studio, LA
Recording Engineer
Carlos Bess at Ameraycan Studio, LA
Carlos Bess at Ameraycan Studio, LA
Mixing Engineer
Scott Harding at Ameraycan Studio, LA
Scott Harding at Ameraycan Studio, LA
Mixing Engineer
Carlos Bess
Carlos Bess
Mixing Engineer
Scott Harding
Scott Harding
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yo, up in the M.G.M, coked up, psych
Six **** walked in flashing they gems piece
A'ight, one dark skinned ****, fifty-six inch rope
Wrapped around twice
Smash the Gilligan boat with ice
They threw sign language
Ordered hot coffee with a danish
[Verse 2]
Relax, whispered, they rap entertainers
Had Lizzy on, two Japanese birds with furs look good kid
Laid back handlin' hors d'ourves
It's like round three
We too black for BET
You memorize the one to forty
I'm at the 19th degree
If a civilized person doesn't perform his duty
What shall be done?
[Verse 3]
Pardon me God, that **** gotta gun
Bulging out his sweatpants, check out his stance
See the side of his grill?
Look like my cousin, Lance
Left hand rock a Guess watch
Yo, I think I did his Clarks, he wanted crush bone leather with the strings dark
Now I remember
He from Bear Mountain
Him and Mitch Greene shot the fair one
Near the water fountain
[Verse 4]
Seventh round, Chavez bleedin' from his right ear
Yo, keep your eye on that same **** from right here
Popcorn spilling all on Liz Claiborne
Ghost had the fly Gucci mocks with no socks on
Seen Deion Sanders in the back with the fat fur on
Workin' dem hoes with the fly Wu shirts on
Mixed drink session done
Pour me some more
Chef leathered down, blinking at Chante Moore
[Verse 5]
Tenth round, Chavez tearin' 'em down
Sweet pea, get ya shit off
It's like blacks against the Germans
Gettin' hit off
Smooth and them walked in
Brownsville representin'
They sent the bottle over, autograph blessin'
Chef pull out the doodle, twist the dank pink noodles
Yo, about the role one
Matter fact, twist two of those
Yo, they wound up stoppin' the fight
Steels took a point away from Chavez
Rematch scheduled on October ninth
Rematch scheduled on October ninth
Written by: DeVon Harris, Wu-Tang Clan
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