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Aint Nuthing Ta Fuck Wit

Chorus:

Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit

Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit

Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit



There's no place to hide once I step inside the room

Dr. Doom, prepare for the boom

BAM! Aw, MAN! I SLAM

JAM, I scream like Tarzan



(RZA)



I be tossin, enforcin, my style is awesome

I'm causin more Family Fued's than Richard Dawson

And the survey said--ya dead

Fatal Flying Guillotine chops off your fuckin head

MZA who was that? Aiyyo, the Wu is back

Makin niggaz go BO BO!, like on Super Cat

Me fear no one, oh no, here come

The Wu-Tang shogun, killer to the eardrum!



(Inspector Deck)



I puts the needle to the groove, I gets rude

And I'm forced to fuck it up

My style carries like a pickup truck

Across the clear blue yonder

Seek the China Sea, I slam tracks like quarterbacks 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: RZA



Interlude (RZA)



Hyah!

Step up, boy!

Represent!

Chop off his head, kid!



(Method Man)



The Meth will come out tomorrow,

Styles, is wild, berserk, bizarro

Flow, with more afro than Rollo

Comin to a fork in the road which way to go just follow

Method, the Legend, niggaz is Sleepy Hollow

In fact I'm a hard act to follow

I dealt for dolo

Niggaz 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

Flava, comin from the RZA

Which is short for the razor

Who make me reminisce true like Deja-ac

Wu-Tang Clan

Aint Nuthing Ta Fuck Wit / Wu-Tang Clan

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