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Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuthing Ta F' Wit
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Tiger style, tiger style, yo

Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin' ta f**k wit
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin' ta f**k wit
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin' ta f**k wit
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hardcore rap attitude
east coast rap roots
danceable beats
straight beats
aggressive rapping
rhythmically complex rapping
violent lyrics
explicit lyrics
boastin' lyrics
a repetitive chorus
use of modal harmonies
a tight kick sound
acoustic drum samples
an electric bass riff
the heavy use of funk samples
synth riffs
dominant use of riffs
production and lyrics by rap icons

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Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin' ta fuck wit
Why oh, why oh?
Niggaz from Detroit, fuckin' California squadron
There's noplace to hide
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin' ta fuck wit
I'm causin' more family feuds than Richard Dawson
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin' ta fuck wit
Me fear no one, oh no, here come
Niggaz is like oh, my God, not you
My man Kelly Moon from the gavin
Niggaz from Virginia, Atlanta
Niggaz from D.C. down in Maryland
Wu-Tang slang, choppin' heads, boy
In fact, I'm a hard act to follow
Peace to the fuckin' Zulu Nation
Which is short for the razor
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin' ta fuck with, fuck with
Once I step inside the room
And eat it, too, with my crew while we head state to state
We ain't nuttin' ta fuck wit
I dealt for dolo, Bogart comin' on through
Yo, niggaz from The Source
Rather do than die, check my
Represent
Publishers: UNIVERSAL MUSIC - CAREERS, WU TANG PUBLISHING
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin' ta fuck wit
All over the whole fuckin' globe
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin' ta fuck wit
True, true, my nigga, it's goin' down, boy
Who make me reminisce
'Cause I bake the cake, then take the cake
Yeah, representin' Brooklyn Queens
Makin' niggaz go, bo, bo like on super cat
Method, the Legend, niggaz is sleepy hollow
Straight from the motherfucking slums that's busted
Yes, I, come to get a slice
Comin' to a fork in the road
Comin through know what I'm sayin'?
Now why try and test, the Rebel INS?
Across the clear blue yonder
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin' ta fuck wit, fuck with
The Wu-Tang shogun, killer to the eardrum
And I'm forced to fuck it up
Tiger style, tiger style, yo
Dr. Doom, prepare for the boom
All the way over there in Morgan State
Word is bond
Of the punk and the pie
Peace to all the Gods and the Earths
Rod Strickland, Jason and yeah
Rubs off me sticks to you
My style carries like a pickup truck
Bam, man, slam, jam
Seek the China Sea, I slam tracks
Flow with more Afro than Rollo
Flava, comin' from the RZA
Long Island, Manhattan Bronx
Whatever you say
I'm rubber, niggaz is like glue
I puts the needle to the groove, I gets rude
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin' ta fuck with
Songwriters: Dennis Coles, Robert  Jr Diggs, Gary Grice, Lamont Hawkins, Jason Hunter, Russell Jones, Clifford Smith, Cory Woods
Hyah, step up, boy
Chop his head off, kid
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin' ta fuck wit
Like quarterbacks sacks from L.T.
Blessed since the birth, I earth slam your best
And if you want beef, then bring the ruckus
Our boys in Ohio, comin' through with the crazy
The whole Texas mob, the Chicago mob
Fatal flying guillotine chops off your fuckin' head
The whole fuckin' West Coast to the whole East
The rugged lands of Shaolin
The meth will come out tomorrow
Which way to go? Just follow
MZA who was that? Aiyyo, the Wu is back
Comin' through, boy
I be tossin', enforcin', my style is awesome
Now scream like Tarzan
True like Deja Vu
And the survey said, "Ya dead"
Styles is wild, berserk, bizarro
It ain't safe no more, peace
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