Intro:
[RZA]
Tiger style...
There's nowheres to hide as I step inside the room
Dr Doom, prepare for the boom
BAM! Aw, MAN! I SLAM
JAM, and scream like Tarzan!
I be tossin' and forcin', my style is awesome!
Causin' more Family Feuds than Richard Dawson!
And the survey said ya dead,
Every fly guillotine chops off ya fuckin' head!
Who was that? Hey, yo, the Wu is back!
Makin' niggaz go BO BO!, like on SuperCat.
Me fear no-one, oh no, here come
The Wu-Tang shogun, killer to the eardrum!
[Inspector Deck]
I puts the needle to the groove, I gets rude
And I'm forced to fuck it up,
My style carry like a pickup truck
Across the clear blue yonder,
Seek the China Sea, I slam tracks like quarterbacks sacks from L.T.
Now why try and test the rebel I.N.S.?
Blessed since the birth, I earth slam the sess!
'Cause I bake the cake, then take the cake
And eat it, too, with my crew while we head state to state!
[Chorus]
And if you want beef, then bring the ruckus,
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothing to fuck with!
Straight from the motherfucking slums, so bust it,
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothing to fuck with!
Hyah!
Step up, boy!
Represent!
Chop his head off, kid!
[Method Man]
The Meth will come out tomorrow,
Style, p-zizy, p-zolz, p-zollo
Method, the Legend, niggaz is Sleepy Hollow
In fact I'm a hard act to follow
I dealt for dolo
Bogart comin' on through,
Niggaz be like "Oh, my God, not you!"
Yes, I! Come'n get a slice of the punk and the pie,
Rather do than die, Check my
Flava, comin' from the RZA,
Would you shout for the razor? Ooh,
Make me reminisce true like Deja
Vu! I'm rubber, niggaz is like glue,
Whatever you say bounce off me, stick to you.
[Chorus & shout outs]
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