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Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuthing Ta F' Wit
Wu-Tang Clan
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Tiger style Yo, huh, huh Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuttin ta **** Wit Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuttin ta **** Wit Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuttin ta **** Wit Yo there's no place to hide as I step inside the room Dr. Doom, prepare for the boom Bam! Aw, man! I, slam, jam, now scream like Tarzan I be tossing and flossing my style is awesome I'm causing more Family Feuds than Richard Dawson And the survey said, you're dead Fatal Flying Guillotine chops of your ****ing head MZA who was that? Ayo, the Wu is back Making mother****ers go Bo! Bo! like I'm Super Cat Me fear no-one, oh no, here come The Wu-Tang shogun, killer to the eardrum Put the needle to the groove I gets rude and I'm forced To **** it up, my style carries like a pick-up truck Cross the clear blue yonder, sea to shining sea I slam tracks like quarterback sacks from L.T Now why try and test, the Rebel INS? Blessed since the birth, I earth-slam your best Cause I bake the cake, then take the cake And eat it, too, with my crew while we head state to state And if you want beef, then bring the ruckus Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin ta **** with Straight from the mother****ing slums that's busted Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin ta **** with Hah! Step up, boy! Represent! Chop his head off, kid! The Meth will come out tomorrow Styles, conditions, bizarre, bizarro Flow, with more afro than Rollo Coming to a fork in the road which way to go just follow Meth is the legend, b*****s is sleepy hollow In fact I'm a hard act to follow I dealt for dolo, Bogart coming on through B*****s is like "Oh, my God, not you!" Yes, I, come to get a slice of the punk and the pie Rather do than die, check my flavor, coming from the RZA Which is short for the razor who make me reminisce true Like Deja, Vu! I'm rubber, b*****s is like glue Whatever you say rubs off me sticks to you Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuttin ta **** Wit Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuttin ta **** Wit Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuttin ta **** Wit Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuttin ta **** Wit Ahh-hah! Yeah Representin Brooklyn Queens Long Island, Manhattan Bronx The Rugged Lands of Shaolin B*****s from Virginia, Atlanta Our boys in Ohio comin through with the crazy, why-oh why-oh Yo, b*****s from The Source My man Kelly Moon from the GAVIN Rod Strickland, Jason ? and yeah true, true, my nigga? it's goin down boy We ain't nuttin ta **** wit The whole Texas mob, the Chicago mob B*****s from Detroit, b*****s California squadron Coming through, you know what I'm saying? The whole ****ing West coast To the whole East, b*****s from D.C. Down in Maryland, all the way over there in Morgan State Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin ta **** with All over the whole ****ing globe, coming through boy Peace to the ****ing Zulu Nation Peace to all the Gods and the Earths, word is bond Wu-Tang slang, choppin heads boy It ain't safe no more! Peace..
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