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Topsongs van Wu-Tang Clan
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
RZA
Stimme und Gesang
Method Man
Stimme und Gesang
4th Disciple
Kratzen
Inspectah Deck
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Clifford Smith
Songwriter:in
Corey Woods
Songwriter:in
Dennis Coles
Songwriter:in
Gary Grice
Songwriter:in
Jason Hunter
Songwriter:in
Lamont Jody Hawkins
Songwriter:in
Robert Diggs
Songwriter:in
Russell Jones
Songwriter:in
Prince Rakeem
Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
RZA
Produzent:in
Method Man
Co-Produzent:in
Ethan Ryman
Ingenieur:in
Chris Gehringer
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Songteksten
[Intro]
Tiger style
Tiger style
[Chorus]
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothing to fuck with
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothing to fuck with
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothing to fuck with
[Verse 1]
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 tossing, enforcing, my style is awesome
I'm causing more Family Feuds than Richard Dawson
And the survey said – you're dead
Fatal Flying Guillotine chops off your fucking head
MZA, who was that? Aye yo, the Wu is back
Making **** go BO BO! like on Super Cat
Me fear no one, oh no, here come
The Wu-Tang shogun, killer to the eardrum!
[Verse 2]
Put the needle to the groove
I gets rude and I'm forced to fuck it up
My style carries like a pick-up truck
'Cross the clear blue yonder
Seek the China 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]
And if you want beef, then bring the ruckus
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothing to fuck with
Straight from the motherfucking slums that's busted
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothing to fuck with
[Verse 3]
The Meth will come out tomorrow
Styles, conditions, bizarre, bizarro
Flow, with more afro than Rollo
Coming 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 coming on through
**** 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
Coming from the RZA which is short for The Razor
Who make me reminisce true
Like déjà vu, I'm rubber, **** is like glue
Whatever you say rubs off me, sticks to you
[Refrain]
Tiger Style
Tiger Style
[Chorus]
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothing to fuck with
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothing to fuck with
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothing to fuck with
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothing to fuck with
[Outro]
Ah, yeah, representing Brooklyn, Queens
Long Island, Manhattan, Bronx
The Rugged Lands of Shaolin
**** from Virginia, Atlanta, our boys in Ohio
Coming through with the crazy Y-O-Y-O
Yo, **** from The Source
My man Kelly Woo from the Gavin
Will Strickland, Jason Staton, yeah
True, true, my **** Crown, what's going down, boy?
We ain't nothing to fuck with
The whole Texas mob, the Chicago mob
**** from Detroit, fucking California squadron
Coming through you know what I'm sayin'?
The whole fucking West Coast
To the whole East
**** from D.C., down to Maryland
All the way over there in Morgan State
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothing to fuck with
All over the whole fucking globe, comin' through, boy
Peace to the fuckin' Zulu Nation
Peace to all the Gods and the Earths, word is bond
Wu-Tang slang, choppin' heads, boy
It ain't safe no more
Peace
Written by: Wu-Tang Clan