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Wu-Tang Clan

The Wu-Tang Clan /ˈwuːtæŋ/ is an American rap group from Staten Island, New York that consists of RZA, GZA, Method Man, Raekwon, Ghostface Killah, Inspectah Deck, U-God, Masta Killa, and the late Ol' Dirty Bastard. They are frequently joined by fellow childhood friend Cappadonna, a quasi-member of the group. They were formed in (and are associated with) the New York City borough of Staten Island (U-God, Method Man, RZA, Ghostface Killah and Raekwon) (referred to by members as "Shaolin"), though some of their members are from Brooklyn (Ol Dirty Bastard, GZA and Masta Killa). more »

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2004

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Shaolin shadowboxing, and the Wu-Tang sword style 
If what you say is true, 
The Shaolin and the Wu-Tang could be dangerous 
Do you think your Wu-Tang sword can defeat me? 

En garde, I'll let you try my Wu-Tang style 

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Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus 
Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus 
Bring da mother, bring da motherfuckin' ruckus 
Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus 

Ghostface, catch the blast of a hype verse 
My glock bursts, leave in a hearse, I did worse 
I come rough, tough like an elephant tusk 
Ya head rush, fly like Egyptian musk 
Aw shit, Wu-Tang Clan spark the wicks an' 
However, I master the trick just like Nixon 
Causin' terror, quick damage ya whole era 
Hardrocks is locked the f*ck up, or found shot 
P.L.O. style, hazardous, cause I wreck this dangerous 
I blow sparks like Waco, Texas 

I watch my back like I'm locked down, hardcore 
Hittin' sound, watch me act bugged, and tear it down 
A literate type asshole, songs goin' gold, no doubt 
And you watch a corny nigga fold 
Yeah, they fake and all that 
Carryin' gats but yo, my Clan 
Rollin like forty Macs 
Now ya act convinced, I guess it makes sense 
Wu-Tang, yo sew, represent 
I wait for one to act up 
Now I got him backed up 
Gun to his neck now, react what? 
And that's one in the chamber 
Wu-Tang banger, 36 styles of danger 

[Chorus]

I rip it hardcore, like porno-flick bitches 
I roll with groups of ghetto bastards with biscuits 
Check it, my method on the microphone's bangin'
Wu-Tang slang'll leave your headpiece hangin'
Bust this, I'm kickin' like Segal, Out For Justice 
The roughness, yes, the rudeness, ruckus 
Redrum, I verbally assault with the tongue 
Murder one, my style shot ya knot like a stun-gun 
I'm hectic, I wreck it with the quickness 
Set it on the microphone, and competition get blown 
By this nasty ass nigga with my nigga, the RZA 
Charged like a bull and got pull like a trigga 
So bad, stabbin' up the pad with the vocab, crab 
I scream on ya ass like your dad, bring it on

[Chorus]

Yo, I'm more rugged than slave man boots 
New recruits, I'm fuckin' up MC troops 
I break loops, and trample shit, while I stomp! 
A mud hole in that ass, cause I'm straight out the swamp 
Creepin' up on site, now it's Fright Night 
My Wu-Tang slang is mad fuckin' dangerous 
And more deadly than the stroke of an axe 
Choppin' through ya back swish
Givin' bystanders heart-attacks 
Niggas try to flip, tell me who is him 
I blow up his fuckin' prism 
Make it a vicious act of terrorism 
You want to bring it, so f*ck it 
Come on and bring the ruckus 
And I provoke niggaz to kick buckets 
I'm wettin' cream, I ain't wettin' fame 
Who sellin' gain, I'm givin' out a deadly game 
It's not the Russian it's the Wu-Tang crushin' 
Roulette, slip up and get fucked like Suzette 
Bring da fuckin' ruckus

[Chorus]

So bring it on
So bring it on
So bring it on
So bring it on
So bring it on
So bring it on
So bring it on

Punk nigga!

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