Second Coming

God damn man these radio station be buggin'

Man it's three o'clock in the mornin damn

This hip-hop shit just keep

Damn we got to slow this shit down man you know what I mean

Fiends were never waiting in the hill

They ran one step ahead

But the jiggy was always there

Upon the project pavement

There was death enslavement of the mind

Single mothers are filled with stress

As I lay there with my baby

We would look from the window and cry

Then suddenly in the sky

Between the new world ages

We were blessed and Wu-Tang fills the ear

With the melody of a train

(Lord is suddenly here)

False MCs are melting

In the dark all the weak LP's

Are going down

God released the tape out early May

And I don't think the world can take it

'Cause it took so long to make it

And the hip-hop game'll never be the same

Wu-Tang Wu-Tang Wu-Tang

Upon the project pavement

There was death enslavement of the mind

Single mothers are filled with stress

Between the new world ages

We were blessed and Wu-Tang fills the air

With the knowledge that God posses

As I lay there with my baby

We would look from the window and cry

Then the Wu-Tang sign appears in the sky

Billboards started melting

In the dark all the weak MCs

Are going down

God released the tape of Earthly pain

And I don't think the world can take it

'Cause it took so long to make it

And the hip-hop game'll never be the same

And I don't think the world can take it

'Cause it took so long to make it

And the hip-hop game'll never be the same

Wu-Tang Wu-Tang Wu-Tang

Wu-Tang