[Intro: Ghostface Killah, Raekwon, & RZA]

Yeah, what's up? Ayo, check this out, y'all, this is Cilvaringz

And this your boy Ghostface, we about to pop this shit off right

That's right, daddy, let the beat drop

What is the total population of the original nation? (Ayo)

Hear the wilderness of North America, and all over the planet earth, daddy

Ayo, Ringz, celebrate this nigga death date, blow his fuckin' brains off (It's us, man, for real)

Live from the jungle, where everything is real, guard your steel

Hold your bitch down, pay for your motherfuckin' bills, rock your hat, nigga

All swords shall be drawn

[Verse 1: Cilvaringz]

Yo, straight out the iron gates of Palestine's frame of thought slinging

With a rock, stayed nice with the mic pon cocked

Pops put me on to Pac, Pac put me on to rebel shots

Devil Glocks go pop, dum-diddy-dum

I saw school fast, how to skip the class

While my grades kept flying through the roof, cheating math

Running back to class fast, went missing, fucking teachers up

Heated up, I'm on the 12 o'clock news screaming "What?"

Rapper Cilvaringz signs deals with Wu-Tang and blows

Making 2 grand a show, dum-diddy-dum

Moon and Angelo and Suei in the folio

50 Countries in the box, Amsterdam to Tokyo

I guess they never wanted me to rock and get paid

The same wage they got paid, workin' 22 days

Bloody money makes the world spin in new ways

And 'Cuda never hit that, so that shit's on you Rae

[Verse 2: Raekwon]

I ran around the older Gods while they built bomb niggas up

Felt like Saddam tappin' on my hand, listen up

Get your money, get brains and big niggas up

Swiss look forward to millions, nigga, live shit up

I sat back in my zone, bone lit, I get your throne lit

Niggas I loaned, they ain't gave me shit

Fuck that family shit, you don't see us, it's for no reason

I'm in the crib, wifey sayin' be easy

I'm all high in my motion, money make me want to grab toasters

Spray down Wall street, put up posters

Yelling "Faggot, I'm back," you can't take nothin' from the kid

I'm still gettin' money, I'm stacked

Go whatever for the Peso, Rap Julio Iglesio

Sniff the eight in your face and stay lacio

My ear game, poppin' in my gear game, fear fame

Rearrange your jaw faster than you hear trains

Test any mortal, call 'em, I'm in the hallway hittin' raw autumn

Meet me in the lobby, nigga, see my daughter

And she gon' spray for her dad

Call a brother later, get that money out the wall, daddy got bagged

I'm going to jail for somethin' real, can't do me nothin', still

Can't compare me to no rap nigga, fuck a deal

I get to hurtin' niggas, murkin' on niggas

It's just the network I come from, Ringz now, kid, reveal 'em

[Chorus: Senna]

Oh no, it's the Wu-Tang they're back and

Oh no, Beez on the swarm attacking

Oh no, just when the world looks back and

When we speak upon the mic we speak what is right

Oh no, dollar signs won't corrupt us

Oh no, and justice we shall discuss

Oh no, in God and only God we trust

Newest addition to the Wu-Tang Killa Bee gang

Cilvaringz, Cilvaringz, Cilvaringz, Cilvaringz

[Outro: Ghostface Killah & Raekwon]

Yeah, that's right, like I told you before, this is big Ghost in effect

Yo Cilvaringz, you know how we get down nigga you killin' it (Killin' it)

We Wu'd out, wallabee'd out, everything is all real just keep that shit up nigga (Wallabee'd out)

No doubt cause we ain't going nowhere Cilvaringz, big Ghost in effect

Wu signing off nigga we out, one

Live Moroccan Muslim, you know how it go!