[Intro: Ghostface Killah, Rufus Thomas sample]

"Do you wanna see it? (Yeah!)

Do you wanna see it? (Yeah!)

I'm gonna do it for ya (Do it!)

I'm gonna do it for ya

I'm gonna do it for ya" (Yeah...)

"I'm gonna do it for ya"

New Ghostface!

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]

Yo, deep in the trenches

Wig, young black, Green Beret

Chrome laser guns blazin' at spades

Wallabies, cherry noose Kool-Aid

10 niggas caught it, Tai-Chi's

Black plays, one hundred dollar seats – toed up!

We at the opera, Queen Elizabeth rubbin' my leg

Had ketchup on her dress from a Whopper

Chunky-ass necklace, must be her birthstone

John Paul copped the biggest stones outta Rome

Told Charles, "Eyes up on the Prince fuckin' with Diana"

Two rows across, Dirty givin' hickeys to Vanna White

Fingerin' Pamela Lee, we on the balcony

Dare one of y'all to Malcolm X me

Somebody might catch a Kennedy, yo

Let me adjust my lens, through these binoculars, I paid 5 G's

Slidin' off like Kid Vitamin

Viking, patriot of Broad Street

Bet you think I'm layin' like a hyphen

[Verse 2: RZA]

Tony Starks make the NARCs' dogs bark

With the Benz parked up against the boulevard

Starks had the bone sparked

One cop tapped the window glass, like a cymbal crash

"What the fuck, son?! You tryin' to break glass?"

He flashed his badge — "License and registrations"

At that moment, his fat partner started chasin'

Chicken heads — they was racin' with their hearts pacin'

For snatchin' gold, tryin' to dip into the God's basement

Our location, lead steel shed spread

Cracked shorty head, left sweetie there for dead

Ghetto poodles, fingers sticky from Cheez Doodles

Starvin' for a 50 cent bag of Oodles and Noodles

Neighborhood sick with it, Clinton 'bout to cut WIC

Maybe one of y'all rich rap niggas need to politic

Reach for the sky, they throw bleach in your eye

Don't teach you why, you be keepin' 'em high

Dipped like an Oreo cookie in cold milk

Bold silk, gold-filled cap, Wu-Wear hat, low tilt

True Islamic, we speak verbal rhyme phonics

Why y'all tryin' to change this Hip-Hop to technotronics

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah & RZA]

Don't go against the grain! (The grain!)

Don't go against the grain! (The grain!)

Don't go against the grain! (The grain!)

[Bridge: Ghostface Killah & RZA]

Girl, because of you I'm hurtin'

Within my, within my heart

I know it's not right to be flirtin'

But a relationship has to start

You're the one that I'm clockin'

It's time for you to start jockin'

Don't want you to see me cry

This is why! This is why! This is why!

[Outro: RZA & Ghostface Killah]

I met this girl named Rhonda from way down yonder

(Aiyyo, God, don't fuck with her!)

I met this girl named Liz, she was all in the biz

(Aiyyo, Lord, don't fuck with her!)

I rocked a ho named Tina from the heart of Medina

(Aiyyo, kid, don't fuck with her!)

Yeah, that girl Kit Kat, she got the good poody-cat

(Aiyyo, nigga, you better fuck with her!)