[Chorus:       No matter how hard you try, you can't stop me now   No matter how hard you try, you can't stop me now      [RZA]    The greatest B-Boy of all time, started from small crimes   While others had big tops I was slingin' small dimes   Tryin' to make the come up, the blow used to numb up   A few G's a week, my clique used to sum up   Till my brother got locked up, my girl got knocked up   My closest homies each, got popped up and shot up   And cops flood the block, no way to eat   So I dropped a half a G on a rented SP   1200 Sampler, and a Yamaha Four-Track   The bass from the lab used to blow the fuckin' door back   While Ghost was doin' stick-ups, tryin' to make a vic' up   Waitin' outside for the Brinks truck to pick up   Nothing would work, so we're back to choppin' nicks up   Givin' grown ass women two vials for a dick suck   When I was stressed I would head to the rest   Then the pads on the SP-12 got pressed   Makin' beats for the streets, so the family could eat   In '93, Wu-Tang Clan dropped their first LP   We went platinum, *whoo-peesh*, yeah we flatten 'em   Pockets got fat and um, went and got Cap and 'em   Staten's on the map and um, Brooklyn Zu is bombin' 'em   All around the world, Killa Beez start swarmin' 'em   You can't stop us, you can't block us   Rock us or mock us, knock us or top us   Better sit back and watch us...         [Chorus 2X]