Outtz in da front lyrics

[Intro: Wu-Tang Clan's "Clan in da Front"]
Clan in da front
Let your feet stomp
n*ggas on the left
Brag sh*t to death
Now hoods on the right
Wild for the night
Punks in the back
Come on and attract to

[Verse 1]
Young is comin' through
The outcome is critical
Beef with me?
The f*ck's gotten into you?
Your man must've bought his gun
From Dollar General
I will pop him
And pop his n*gga, too
You at Hot '97?
We show up at your interview
Flip you out the women's shoes
Put your ass in the nude
n*ggas is bast*rds
I give 'em the address
Where my bricks and my cash is
My sh*t in the mattress
I dare you
This warm heat blast
I turn a n*gga brains
Into corned beef hash
I pack a blicky
From the 1960
The sh*t'll turn the Hulk
Back to Bill Bixby
Your project is anal
Your movie gets 10%
On Rotten Tomatoеs
My bars made another rapper quit
Thank God
Hе move to Cape Cod
Now he do break jobs
And paint cars
How you mad at me?
'cause I sell raps and beats
At my haberdashery
For cash and weed
When actually
You rap for free
Stop tagging me
In your post if you a trash MC
Or pray like pastors be
When we catch a zine
[Chorus]
Outtz in da front
Let your feet stomp
n*ggas on the left
Rag sh*t to death
Gang on the right
Wild for the night
Goons in the back
Come on and attack
Outtz in da front
Let your feet stomp
n*ggas on the left
Rag sh*t to death
Gang on the right
Wild for the night
My goons in the back
Come on and attack