Wu-Tang Cream Team Line Up (a.k.a. `Amer

[Raekwon] Aiyyo, American Cream Team productions, bustin<br>[Chip Banks] Harlem World, Shaolin<br>[Raekwon] We back.. and we ain`t goin nowhere<br> Get that? They gonna respect me<br> (Just just slay on em when you come back)<br><br>[Baby Thad]<br>Yo, the effervesence of my team be cool, calm<br>Persuasive, deadly, posessive, manic depressive<br>In the golden art, [niggaz] get torn apart<br>in the dark, sharks swim deeper than Noah`s Ark<br>Harlem Hood, Wu breddern, stay rebellin<br>Better be, careful of the beef that you meddle in<br>Devilish advocates, death peddlin<br>Turn another kettle in, we be veterans<br><br>[Chip Banks]<br>Say no more, Banky gonna lay down the law<br>Got Hoodz that`s quick on the draw to sick em on y`all<br>Them broads that you sweatin, I don`t stick em no more<br>We import dimes from Singapore, bang em on tour<br>Run down to Sean John, we gon order some more<br>You got, ones in your crib, then I`m outside your door<br><br>[Raekwon the Chef]<br>Twist a black Dutch up, whattup, crane style, chain style<br>Magnolium Rock, twenty-eight thou`, plus<br>gorgeous, Star Trek cordless<br>Finish the [bitch] we in it, need more fish in the fortress<br>Flashback freeze, shatter in the sweater three keys<br>Myer Lans` stance, Don Steez<br><br>Chorus: Raekwon<br><br>Yo, take time out, hold your nine out<br>Polly with the all time lineup, send mine to shine, what?<br>Cream Team lifestyle, aight now..<br>Fuck around get wiped out, mic fightin on the kite now<br>Despite thou, go against us, win it right now<br>Shed light, bring it to light, and move right<br><br>[Inspectah Deck]<br>Another sound boy dyin, crowd noise multiplyin<br>Don`t let the fuzz slide in, bust out the sirens<br>Sure win, lure em in like exotic women<br>I smile with the sinister grin to finish him<br>You [fuckin] with Hoodz, get your goods pushed back<br>you fraud, pull the wool off your Hollywood act<br>Throw your body on the tracks, pull the back out your raps<br>Burn like, the human torch, lookin for collapse<br>It`s the intricate, syndicate, thoughts travel infinite<br>Thunderous, movin hundreds, we on the run [shit]<br><br>[Chip Banks]<br>Who bring that Harlem World Willie [shit] the best, we know<br>New Jack City 2, Banky B. Nino<br>600 Benz-ino, midnight blue<br>Put a dime in the front, I`m off to slide pipe through<br><br>[Method Man]<br>Yo, it`s us, the Cold Crush, ice [niggaz] plush<br>Baby what, peep the black dust, diamond in the rough<br>Give a [fuck], I`m like iodine, see me in the cut?<br>Playin shadows, ridin on the track side-saddle<br>Long John Silver, the God on your block like God-zilla<br>*RRAWWARRR* She gave away my [pussy] I`ma kill her<br><br>Chorus: Raekwon<br><br>Aiyyo, spit for me, hear me, Cream Team<br>Wake these [niggaz] up they ain`t hear me, promotin on Leary<br>Yo come back, switch slang theory<br>American Cream with no I in the team, laser beam<br><br>[Killa Sin]<br>Aiyyo I keep my [shit`s] raggety, pants saggy, millionaire faculty<br>backin me up, knee deep for casualties, speak brief<br>Thoughts like a street sweep, sporadically reach peaks<br>and spaz out, bitch smack your majesty<br>Iron palm drillin through your cavity, you want it Dunn how badly<br>Got eighty cats, creepin in your alley, where your dogz at?<br><br>Chorus: Raekwon<br><br>Yo, take time out, hold your nine out<br>Polly with the all time lineup, send mine to shine, what?<br>Cream Team lifestyle, aight now..<br>Fuck around get wiped out, mic fightin on the kite now<br>Despite thou, go against us, win it right now<br>Shed light, bring it to light, and move right<br><br>"America`s Cream Team.."<br>"Ah-ah-America`s Cream Team.."<br><br>[Funk Flex]<br>Uh-huh, what what?<br>One time baby, big shout to the RZA<br>Big shout to my man Power<br>Big shout to Raekwon the Chef, Inspektah Deck<br>My man Method Man, big shout to my man Mel<br>Big shout to the Harlem Hoodz<br>Big up my man Killa Sin<br>Aight, you know how we do, sixty minutes of funk<br>Volume Three, Funkmaster Flex aight the final chapter baby