From The Hills (feat. Method Man & Raheem DeVaughn)

[Intro: Raekwon]

Yeah, come on, man, aw shit

It's that fly diabolical, come on

Let's go Ra, come on

I got to tell 'em, man, I got to tell 'em

Based on a true story, y'all

Yeah... prophets, nigga, prophet

[Chorus: Raheem DeVaughn]

From the Hills of the Shaolin

All the Wu-Tang came, from far and wide

From the Hills, of the Shaolin

With an iron fist of fury and a mighty sword

To fulfill the prophecy of the Wu-Tang, of the Wu-Tang

[Verse 1: Raekwon]

In the Polo store, fronting in war clothes, it been like this

From right in time when I was nine years old

I was a hot mess, smoking cheeba, running with stolen speakers

Dropped beepers, even wore a victory vest

I run with niggas, digging knots from niggas, running out the school

Stunting, back of the bus, flashing the ox

Rock the V-Gooses, everything we wore was name brand

Sold three looseys, just to get on call plan

R.E.C. Poss' Rockers, the Blip Brothers

Even the Spin Doctors, sat and smoke blunts, I been bopping

All my kins blew up, we grew up with

We used to do what? Running through the sewers and then shopping

Pick pocket, deuce baby, take it in truce, baby

You know how we do, come run in my boots, baby

The niggas came through, touch the God, here Shallah

Ever since went from ninjas to gem stars, sing Ra

[Chorus: Raheem DeVaughn]

From the Hills of the Shaolin

All the Wu-Tang came, from far and wide

From the Hills, of the Shaolin

With an iron fist of fury and a mighty sword

To fulfill the prophecy of the Wu-Tang, of the Wu-Tang

[Verse 2: Method Man]

Reunited, another LP, we're all excited

That reckless eyeballing will get your girl indicted

My touch like Midas, I cramp your style, arthritis

These niggas is food, I eat they food, nigga-ritis

Your man don't snooze, insomniac

This The W, the Clan don't lose, you putting hands on who?

Hands down, I can handle you, you half man, half animals

If you are what you eat, and eat pussy, you's a cannibal

And stopping me, is what you cannot do

Either get in the game, get out the way, or get ran right through

I ain't different Method Man like you

But you ain't like us, we play rough, my community tough

And little kids in my community cuss

Y'all be showing your guns, but the ones in my community bust

And when they do, you give the jewelry up

[Chorus: Raheem DeVaughn]

From the Hills of the Shaolin

All the Wu-Tang came, from far and wide

From the Hills, of the Shaolin

With an iron fist of fury and a mighty sword

To fulfill the prophecy of the Wu-Tang, of the Wu-Tang

[Outro: Raekwon]

All the niggas came through

Yeah, from the Hills, Park Hill, Shaolin

Stapleton, New Brighton, nigga

West Brighton, the Park, nigga

Wu-Tang, South Beach, nigga

Yeah, muthafucka, yo