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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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2007

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Yo, yo, yo, what up kid? Yo, these niggaz is back, son
I'm telling you, spit that, done it nigga
I seen it like a Zenith man, you hear me man?
Word up, man, y'all know what it is
It's on again man, for real man, Top Gun, what what?

Aiyyo, we came through thumping like elephants
The new Range is supercharged, I remains intelligent
Back to the formula, Lord, hard grammar
This is God school, make sure the lobby ain't jammed up

Excalibur swords, T-Rexes, Bibles of rhymes
We in the lunchroom, weed and veggies for breakfast
Polo campus, sicker lances, the crisp
Hundred dollar kick niggas, that be showing you hand steps

Back to the dormitory, where niggas
Broke my forearm and index finger, now you write glory
True holding my flag, it's all engraved in my blade
So when I wave it, you gon' say Rae mad

Now it's '28 Days Later', now Wu's up, do something, you can't
It's blood in my eye, I might get amped
To rip something down, The Billboard holders is back
So when you see me, you gon' say he gets down

From darkness to DNA, I move with my brother
And we resonate, energy that shifts in colors
Bringing MCs punishment, then I'm done with it
The meter leave way on the fast break, I run with it

It was not a hobby but a childhood passion
That had started in the lobby and was quickly fashioned
Every line to line, bar for bar is clockwork
Hazardous and powerful enough to have your block hurt

Check the total amount of MCs inflicted
With torture, from moving with work that's restricted
We criticize producers 'til they joints are right
Then acupuncture the track with pinpoints of light

Hitting them from well concealed firing positions
With explosiveness that'll make the deaf listen
Drastic, pyroclastic, connected with the same old
Down the dangerous slopes of an active volcano

Blitz like the Green Bay Packers, sack like the linebackers
Hang with niggas like redneck crackers
Strangle cold bottles of Beck's like a vexed German
Duck low behind the car, my tech burning

Neck burning from eight karats of sunlight
Absorbed, in the grill Big Pun like
Lord of the Wu-Tang sword, know what that means?
Like J.R. Tolkien, it's the 'Lord of the Rings'

This is my man, Chef, auto, like Grand Theft Auto
The 18th letter, followed by the mark of Zorro
Plus A, not for apple but I pack an apple
Shorty try to buck back and knock me off the saddle

Caramel, pecan, sundae, Pregline
Plump breasts, was filled with saline
Her big booty cousin, nasty Nadine
Get you on the floor, whore tried to double team

Is he still that nucca? Is he in the hood like that?
Is he really strapped? Will he really split yo' shit?
I thought you said he rap? Pull up in the yard, ten sets
He ain't flexing, microphone ripping, heat holding

Who testing? Rope-a-dope his black Lotus
Can't quote this, chat with the sword tongue
Duck when the axe is swinging, wild Apache drum
Crazy Horse kicking his thoughts, he won't quit

Can't tell 'em nothing, he grown, give the man room
Space was demanded, beat banging through the speaker
Voice, heat seek missile, guided at the listener
Swing to the gospel, catch up and wet at the brothel
Unstoppable, direction of my flow, optional
To the ear depending on the current of air, the crowd's in

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