Bring Da Ruckus feat. RZA,Ghostface Killah,Raekwon,Inspectah Deck

歌詞

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) RZA: Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus Bring the mother, bring the motherfuckin' ruckus Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus Ghostface Killah: Ghostface catch the blast of a hype verse My Glock burst, leave in a hearse, I did worse I come rough, tough like an elephant tusk Your head rush, fly like Egyptian musk Aw shit Wu-Tang Clan spark the wicks and However I master the trick just like Nixon Causing terror, quick damage your whole era Hardrocks is locked the fuck up or found shot PLO style, hazardous 'cause I wreck this dangerous I blow spots like Waco Texas Raekwon: I watch my back like I'm locked down, hardcore Hitting sound, watch me act bugged, and tear it down Illiterate type asshole Songs going gold, no doubt, and you watch a corny nigga fold Yeah, they fake and all that carrying gats But yo, my Clan rolling like forty Macs Now ya act convinced, I guess it makes sense Wu-Tang, yo so 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 Thirty-six styles of danger RZA: Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus Bring the mother, bring the motherfuckin' ruckus Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus Bring the mother, bring the mother, bring the motherfuckin' ruckus Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus Bring the mother, bring the motherfuckin' ruckus Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus Inspectah Deck: I rip it hardcore like porno-flick bitches I roll with groups of ghetto bastards with biscuits Check it, my method on the microphone's banging Wu-Tang slang'll leave your headpiece hanging Bust this, I'm kicking like Seagal, out for justice The roughness, yes the rudeness, ruckus Redrum, I verbally assault with the tongue Murder one, my style shock ya knot like a stun-gun I'm hectic, I wreck it with the quickness Set it on the microphone and competition get blown By this nasty-ass nigga with my nigga, the RZA Charged like a bull and got pull like a trigger So bad, stabbing up the pad with the vocab, crab I scream on your ass like your dad, bring it on RZA: Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus Bring the mother, bring the motherfuckin' ruckus Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus GZA: I'm more rugged than slaveman boots New recruits, I'm fucking up emcee troops I break loose and trample shit while I stomp A mudhole in that ass 'cause I'm straight out the swamp Creeping up on site, now it's Fright Night My Wu-Tang slang is mad fucking danger And more deadly than the stroke of an axe Chopping through your back, giving bystanders heart-attacks Niggas try to flip, tell me who is him I blow up his fucking prism, make it a vicious act of terrorism You wanna bring it so fuck it, come on and bring the ruckus And I provoke niggas to kick buckets I'm wetting cream, I ain't wetting fame Who selling cain, I'm giving out a deadly game It's not the Russian, it's the Wu-Tang crushing roulette Slip up and get fucked like Suzette, bring the fucking ruckus RZA: Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus En garde, I'll let you try my Wu-Tang style So bring it on, so bring it on So bring it on, so bring it on So bring it on, so bring it on So bring it on, nigga