[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 Im 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, Im tired of these niggaz man!
Word up!

[fat joe]
Hey yo its 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
Dont know the meaning of real, check the dictionary
I got no time for conversation
Makin mcs run for the border like the immigration
A puerto rican villain who be dealin and illin for nothin
You aint a playa, you just bluffin
Point blank, we can even do this with gats and shanks
Its 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
Its the relentless, nobody can check this
Fat joe, you know the yung and resless respect this
.. to all the fake mcs

[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
Ch-chk-blaow! move from the gate now

[fat joe]
Yo who gets wrecked on the spot? you get wrecked on the spot
I got this whole rap shit locked
Many mcs perpetrated, and gladiated
Im number one so yo they hate it
Listen here suckers, you dont wanna meet the chuckers
Its the same motherfucker who said fuck the ruckus
Back in ninety-three, when everything was fine and dandy
I was the nigga puttin razors in your kids candy
Mad connivin, it dont get any worser
Best reverse them thoughts disperse
Even if you get loud and curse
You dont put any fear in my heart
Dont even start, you get torn apart
Fat joe, livin the life
Yo I get trife, and do a number on that ass
With the butcher knife - slice after slice, yea
Causin more destructional horror, than the antichrist
Niggaz know the motherfuckin time
Joe represents b-lawn, respect mine

[raekwon the chef]
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
Ch-chk-blaow! move from the gate now