tang clan – bring da ruckus lyrics – wu


shaolin shadowboxing, and the wu-tang sword style
if what you say is true, the shaolin and the wu-tang
could be dangerous
do you think your wu-tang sword can defeat me?

en garde, i’ll let you try my wu-tang style

[chorus: rza]

bring da motherf*ckin ruckus
bring da motherf*ckin ruckus
bring da mother, bring da motherf*ckin ruckus
bring da motherf*ckin ruckus

[verse one: ghostface killah]

ghostface, catch the blast of a hype verse
my glock bursts, leave in a he*rs*, i did worse
i come rough, tough like an elephant tusk
ya head rush, fly like egyptian musk
aw sh*t, wu-tang clan spark the wicks an’
however, i master the trick just like nixon
causin terror, quick damage ya whole era
hardrocks is locked the f*ck up, or found shot
p.l.o. style, hazardous, cause i wreck this dangerous
i blow sparks like waco, texas

[verse two: raekwon the chef]

i watch my back like i’m locked down, hardcore
hittin sound, watch me act bugged, and tear it down
a literate type *sshole, songs goin gold, no doubt
and you watch a corny n*gg* fold
yeah, they fake and all that
carryin gats but yo, my clan
rollin like forty macs
now ya act convinced, i guess it makes sense
wu-tang, yo sewwwwwwwww, represent
i wait for one to act up
now i got him backed up
gun to his neck now, react what?
and that’s one in the chamber
wu-tang banger, 36 styles of danger


[verse three: inspectah deck]

i rip it hardcore, like p*rno-flick b*tches
i roll with groups of ghetto b*st*rds with biscuits
check it, my method on the microphone’s bangin
wu-tang slang’ll leave your headpiece hangin
bust this, i’m kickin like segall, out for justice
the roughness, yes, the rudeness, ruckus
redrum, i verbally *ssault with the tongue
murder one, my style shot ya knot like a stun-gun
i’m hectic, i wreck it with the quickness
set it on the microphone, and compet*tion get blown
by this nasty *ss n*gg* with my n*gg*, the rza
charged like a bull and got pull like a trigga
so bad, stabbin up the pad with the vocab, crab
i scream on ya *ss like your dad, bring it on…


[verse four: the genius/gza]

yo, i’m more rugged than slaveman boots
new recruits, i’m f*ckin’ up mc troops
i break loops, and trample sh*t, while i stomp!
a mudhole in that *ss, cause i’m straight out the swamp
creepin up on site, now it’s fright night
my wu-tang slang is mad f*ckin’ dangerous
and more deadly than the stroke of an axe
choppin through ya back *swish*
givin bystanders heart-attacks
n*gg*s try to flip, tell me who is him
i blow up his f*ckin prism
make it a vicious act of terrorism
you wanna bring it, so f*ck it
come on and bring the ruckus
and i provoke n*gg*z to kick buckets
i’m wettin cream, i ain’t wettin fame
who sellin gain, i’m givin out a deadly game
it’s not the russian it’s the wu-tang crushin
roulette, slip up and get f*cked like suzette
bring da f*ckin ruckus…


so bring it on…[x7]

punk n*gg*!

/ wu lyrics