Wu-Tang Clan Ain’t Nuthin’ Ta F’ Wit (Radio Edit) lyrics

[Intro: Sample from Executioners from Shaolin (RZA)]
Tiger Style!
Tiger Style! (Tiger style!)

[Chorus: RZA]
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin ta f--- wit
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin ta f--- wit
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin ta f--- wit

[Verse 1: RZA]
Yo, there's no place to hide once I step inside the room
Dr. Doom, prepare for the boom
Bam! Aw, man! I slam, jam, now scream like Tarzan
I be tossin', enforcin', my style is awesome
I'm causin' more family feud than Richard Dawson
And the survey said, "You're dead!"
Fatal Flying Guillotine chops off your f---in' head
Mister "Who is that?" Ayo, the Wu is back
Makin' brothers go Bo! Bo! like I'm Super Cat
Me fear no one, oh no, here come
The Wu-Tang shogun, killer to my eardrum

[Verse 2: Inspectah Deck]
Put the needle to the groove, I gets rude
And I'm forced to f--- 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, 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
[Chorus: All]
And if you want beef, then bring the ruckus!
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta f--- wit
Straight from this mother from the slums that's busted
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta f--- wit

[Interlude: RZA]
Hah! Lebonon, step up, boy!
Represent! Chop his head off, kid!

[Verse 3: Method Man]
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, n----s is sleepy hollow
In fact I'm a hard act to follow
I dealt for dolo, Bogart comin' on through
N----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
Comin' from the RZA, which is short for The Razor
Who make me reminisce true
Like déjà vu, I'm rubber, n----s is like glue
Whatever you say rubs off me sticks to you
[Chorus: RZA]
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin ta f--- wit
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin ta f--- wit
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin ta f--- wit
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin ta f--- wit

[Outro: RZA]
Ahh-hah! Yeah! Representin' Brooklyn, Queens
Long Island
The Rugged Lands of Shaolin
New Jersey or Saint Baltimore
A Ray, AJ
Wu-Tang comin' at ya boy
It ain’t safe no more
Protect ya neck