Lyrics:

(Intro: Raekwon)Yeah, come on, man, aw shitIt''s that fly diabolical, come onLet''s go Ra, come onI got to tell ''em, man, I got to tell ''emBased on a true story, y''allYeah... prophets, nigga, prophet(Chorus: Raheem DeVaughn)From the Hills of the ShaolinAll the Wu-Tang came, from far and wideFrom the Hills, of the ShaolinWith an iron fist of fury and a mighty swordTo 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 thisFrom right in time when I was nine years oldI was a hot mess, smoking cheeba, running with stolen speakersDropped beepers, even wore a victory vestI run with niggas, digging knots from niggas, running out the schoolStunting, back of the bus, flashing the oxRock the V-Gooses, everything we wore was name brandSold three looseys, just to get on call planR.E.C. Poss'' Rockers, the Blip BrothersEven the Spin Doctors, sat and smoke blunts, I been boppingAll my kins blew up, we grew up withWe used to do what? Running through the sewers and then shoppingPick pocket, deuce baby, take it in truce, babyYou know how we do, come run in my boots, babyThe niggas came through, touch the God, here ShallahEver since went from ninjas to gem stars, sing Ra(Chorus: Raheem DeVaughn)From the Hills of the ShaolinAll the Wu-Tang came, from far and wideFrom the Hills, of the ShaolinWith an iron fist of fury and a mighty swordTo fulfill the prophecy of the Wu-Tang, of the Wu-Tang(Verse 2: Method Man)Reunited, another LP, we''re all excitedThat reckless eyeballing will get your girl indictedMy touch like Midas, I cramp your style, arthritisThese niggas is food, I eat they food, nigga-ritisYour man don''t snooze, insomniacThis The W, the Clan don''t lose, you putting hands on who?Hands down, I can handle you, you half man, half animalsIf you are what you eat, and eat pussy, you''s a cannibalAnd stopping me, is what you cannot doEither get in the game, get out the way, or get ran right throughI ain''t different Method Man like youBut you ain''t like us, we play rough, my community toughAnd little kids in my community cussY''all be showing your guns, but the ones in my community bustAnd when they do, you give the jewelry up(Chorus: Raheem DeVaughn)From the Hills of the ShaolinAll the Wu-Tang came, from far and wideFrom the Hills, of the ShaolinWith an iron fist of fury and a mighty swordTo fulfill the prophecy of the Wu-Tang, of the Wu-Tang(Outro: Raekwon)All the niggas came throughYeah, from the Hills, Park Hill, ShaolinStapleton, New Brighton, niggaWest Brighton, the Park, niggaWu-Tang, South Beach, niggaYeah, muthafucka, yo