Artist: Wu-Tang Clan
Album:  Wu-Tang Forever
Song:   The Projects

[Raekwon chattin' with Shy]
Peace God 
        Peace to the Gods
How are you God?
        Spendin' 1-20 right now
Um...
        Call me back at the God Hour

[Raekwon the Chef]
What the Fuck?      
It's just the new way of thinkin'
light up the broccoli Kid, throw the relish in my back pocket,
Keep yo' eyes open,  Push yo' seat back, just flow...
That's how we doin' it

Bown Biona's sword take over the set 
rap from here to Que-bec throw up the tech
crash your inalects select a vet
swimsuit Mammu handle yo, every fly vandal
yo! the Projects slammin' like Hamel's wife 'fore the scandal
while his sandal just the sample
My niggas fertilise torch yo mass support 
drink a Cort 'n Pamb uuh, One nasty can blew 
My pens steril one performer from that Lamp-a-boo   
askin' my man to get you slacked out 
Play tha anthem, Lid it, who with it? Champagne get it
that's the take it solid nine soundin' like cricket 
snatch yo' work 'n shit me Pull the air long dick it 
We toured right before we left, lift it, just like a long sleeve
    Guess who rip it?

[U-God, Raekwon the Chef] 
      chorus:   PROJECTS    
                 My niggas survive just like a movin' target
                PROJECTS
                 With niggas livin', sum sell garbage tash
                PROJECTS
                 try to escape the flyin' shells target
                New York PROJECTS 
                 I'm livin' large yo! stop mirogin 

[Method Man]
Sign of the times 'cause fear is here to Overdoe the mind 
behind every portion is a crime this technic is tech-9 
blast that, any closer counter of the third 'cal just be that evil mandue 
We dis manual any other cherry them niggas all thumbs 
'n can't handle my flurry. Hear me, you jam on 
you wanna scare me don't even give me 
Shit in my coke aimin' at yo' kidney 
pressure red hot like chili pepper Black 'n Decker hardware avoid the lepra 
five o'clock shadowboxer hold down the sector 
Bet ya bottom dollar lecture be hard to swallow 
007 mark the secret agent that Maxwell in gets Smart  
doin' entertainment welcome to the killing fields with Johnny Dangerous 
Headbanger boogie niggas goin' thru changes

[U-God, Raekwon the Chef] 
      chorus:  PROJECTS    
                My niggas survive just like a movin' target
               PROJECTS
                With niggas livin', sum sell garbage tash
               PROJECTS 
                try to escape the flyin' shells target
               PROJECTS
                I'm livin' large yo! stop mirogin 

[Ghostface Killah]
Suck my dick it's the king with the Phat nine 
bu-bust hole in yo' face plus kamiglobs
quick get on your knees with yo' sweet pussy leather briefs
two fingas is all in yo' hole think I can fit three
yo' pink lips spread it in shit let me throw my dick in
grap my shit 'n place it gently on your clique
ping-pong pussy wild world the wounds titty, sag it
stomach on some scrippled of brown shit
too much air in yo' pussy you screaming
that it's TALKIN' YOUR DADDY 
fart's brievin' out you splashin' my dick
kindly use Vinegar to try tighten up your ginger
Oh mighty dick runnin' with the coy 
some call him ancient like Nera Bob 
Black Katie came to test-ical, dick 
like a great adventure cigar in yo' garage plattin' it pussy
Have you fall out like Remy on the Houts
Wash your teeth for slobbin' my shit, you bit it on 
'n couch drive Pussy leave, the friction burns plus beefer home,
the condom broke, bitch you got AIDS I'm shakin' in my bones