Take It Back Lyrics - The 8 Diagrams - Wu-tang Clan

On the firing line lock, one round load 

Ready on the right? Ready on the left? 

Ready on the firing line? Watch for your targets 

Yeah, yeah, pay attention 

Welcome to the fish fry where niggaz get burnt to a crisp 

Jump out the pot, "Yeah yo I got this" 

Long armor, construction's on, I'm pro-drama 

Catch me in the wildest beefs, I bring bombers 

Bearded like Talibans, booted, my black ninjas 

I'll come through, tuxedos on with the gold llamas 

Priceless like emeralds, check out the ski mask 

King Tut's nephew gave it to me for three bags 

Of heron, Don Baron, sniff a bag of blow 

Fifth out, runnin' up in Saks with the ill army 

Shake Feds, play dead, yo check out what Rae said 

Lay on your hands, let the Branson break bread 

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High energy, all my niggaz a kin to me 

Regardless how it go down I still get ten a ki 

Beware of my enemies, y'all remember me 

Nike's with the low goose on and I've been a beast 

Wildin' in my headphones, red in my stones 

Good ganja out, if I die fill up my headstones 

With water, dough, acid and gold classics 

All my niggaz who pump 

The spirit'll jump out and grab shit 

Max with the laser on 'em, staircase caskets 

Broke bugged thugs in the hallway maxing 

Still them 1-6-Ooh niggaz, straight up 

Whoa, hold up, hold up 

The nozzle aim, rip through your frame for pocket change 

Fiend for the Rush Hour 4, then pop a vein 

Thousand dollar corks pop, pause or get off top 

Used to be a general, just lost your spot 

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Animal House, two grand'll handle your mouth 

Beast mode with the G-Code, cancel 'em out 

Son, I've seen hell, fell into the palms of Satan arms 

Don that I am made 'em bow in the face of God 

Graveyard Shiftin', different day, the same thing 

The name ring then the chain swing and dames cling 

Money green, Maury kicks, whips and new fitteds 

Advocated by the few who do live it 

Blomberg, make a nigga cop the Mossberg 

Shorty ain't a shorty, he a Shooter like Wahlberg 

Old man told me, don't be, blind to deception, only 

Sharp with perfection, homey, your mind is a weapon 

Relax, you got your muscles tight, relax 

Word, word 

First we told y'all niggaz, then we showed y'all niggaz, huh? 

We gon' take it back with this 

By the time you get a show, we've been all around the globe, huh? 

We gon' take it back with this 

Before you even had a name, you was screamin', "Wu-Tang" 

We gon' take it back with this 

When we was runnin' on the block, you was under your pops, remember 

We gon' take it back with this, let's go 

Armored truck money, Shazam bangles, play the throne like 

Julius Caesar, gorilla mob, slash, Killah's guard 

Fake passports and visas, all of my goons 

They be carryin' spoons because boom he had a massive seizure 

Hot chocolate lovers, guns is published 

Detroit bitches out of town be dyin' to fuck us 

This is real talk, shank lullabies 

Ben Franks, we like Jet Blue we stay hella high 

Curl on the dumbbell L 

We can't even S P E L L MTV or TRL 

Supreme novelists, we rank superior, guardin' the post 

Down low in the 'jects, got it locked in your area 

Ain't tryin' to hurry up we like rebel niggaz 

Powdered up wildin' in the streets of Liberia 

No matter the crime, I'm beatin' the case 

If I'm a wrong, a chair hit a judge right in his face 

Shittin' shanks out, come to court dates 

Mittens on shines with blood Wally's that's the color of wine 

Talk to me, my criminal mystique 

Kick back the boards, six thousand a week 

Pay homage, what the don beat, you're a minor threat 

I see your sweat roll down your cheek 

And your soft and sweet, your talk is pork 

Get murdered in New York when I enforce the heat 

And the cost ain't cheap, my advice is priceless 

Bring back the life that you thought was lifeless 

'The Way of the Gun', son, who the nicest? 

S.K., no stun gun, smooth devices 

Time Crisis, I played the game, low lifers 

In a brawl, ripped the phones out the walls in Riker's 

Vipers in the infirmary rooms with slicers 

Shiesters with hate in their blood might bite you 

Fuck that bitch, your wife don't write your 

Cancel her, buy another one just like her 

Pipers in the bucket of ice taste righteous 

Today's mathematics when we build in cyphers 

The baby automatic kill like Air Force strikers 

I'm still Asiatic when I spill the hypeness 

The dark and this place will come here 

That's right 

First we told y'all niggaz, then we showed y'all niggaz, huh? 

We gon' take it back with this 

By the time you get a show, we've been all around the globe, huh? 

We gon' take it back with this 

Before you even had a name, you was screamin', "Wu-Tang" 

We gon' take it back with this 

When we was runnin' on the block, you was under your pops, remember 

We gon' take it back with this, let's go