Wu Tang Clan Ain’t Nothing Ta f*ck Wit lyrics
by Rusty Cage
And if you got beef, then bring the ruckus!
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta f*ck wit
Straight from the motherf*ckin' slums that's busted
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta f*ck wit
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 tossin' and flossin', my style is awesome
I'm causin' more family feud than Richard Dawson
And the survey said you're dead
Fly f*ckin' Guillotine chops off your f*ckin' head
MZA, who was that? Ayo, the Wu is back
Make 'em go Bo! Bo! like I'm Super Cat
Me fear no one, here come
The Wu-Tang shogun, killer to my eardrum
If you got beef, then bring the ruckus!
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta f*ck wit
Straight from the motherf*ckin' slums that's busted
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta f*ck wit
Put the needle to the groove, I gets rude
And I'm forced to f*ck it up
My style carries like a pick-up truck
Cross the clear blue yonder, sea to shinin' sea
I slam tracks like quarterback sacks from L.T
Now why try and test the Rebel INS?
Blessed since the birth, then I earth-slam your best
Then I bake the cake, I takes the cake
And eat it, too, with my crew while we head state to state
And if you got beef, then bring the ruckus!
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta f*ck wit
Straight from the motherf*ckin' slums that's busted
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta f*ck wit
The Meth will come out tomorrow
Styles, conditions, bizarre, bizarro
Flow, with more afro than Rollo
Comin' to a fork in the road, which way to go? Just follow
Meth is the legend, is sleepy hollow
In fact I'm a hard act to follow
I dealt for dolo, Bogart comin' on through
And everybody's like, "Oh my God, not you!"
But if you got beef, then bring the ruckus!
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta f*ck wit
Straight from the motherf*ckin' slums that's busted
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta f*ck wit
Ain't nothing ta f*ck wit (4x)