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Wu-Tang Clan - Shame on a Nigga lyrics
[Intro: Raekwon the Chef] [martial arts movie sample] Yeah, yo, aight Pass the meth! (nizzuh nzza punk nigguh, yeah!) Yeah, aight kick the raw style, yeah Fly that fuckin sack [Chorus:] Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga Wu buck wild with the trigger! Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga Wu buck- I FUCK yo' ass up! What? (HUT ONE, HUT TWO, HUT THREE, HUT!) [Verse One: Ol Dirty Bastard, Method Man, Raekwon the Chef] Ol' Dirty Bastard, live and uncut! Styles unbreakable, shatterproof To the young youth, ya wanna get gun? Shoot! BLAOW! How you like me now? Don't fuck the style Ruthless wild! Do ya wanna getcha teeth knocked the FUCK out? Wanna get on it like that, well then shout! Yo RZA, yo razor! Hit me with the major The damage, my Clan understand it be flavor Gunnin, hummin comin atcha First I'm gonna getcha, once I gotcha, I gat-cha You could never capture the Method Man's stature For rhyme and for rapture, got niggaz resigning, now master my style? Never! I put the fucking buck in the wild kid, I'm terror Razor sharp, I sever the head from the shoulders, I'm better than my compeda, you mean competitor, whadeva! Let's get together (Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga Wu buckwild with the tri-BLAOW!) I react so thick, I'm phat, and YO! Rae came blowing and blew off ya headphones black Rap from yo Cali to Texas Smoother than a Lexus, now's my turn to WRECK this Brothers approach and half step, but ain't heard HALF of it yet, and I bet you're not a fuckin vet So, when you see me on the real, formin like Voltron Remember I got deep like a Navy Seal! [Chorus:] (Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga Wu buck wild with the trigger! Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga I'll FUCK YOUR ASS UP!) [Verse Two: Ol Dirty Bastard] Yo...! I come with that ol' loco Style from my vocal Couldn't peep it with a pair of bi-focals I'm no joker! Play me as a joker Be on you like a house on fire! Smoke ya! Crews be actin like they gangs, anyway Be like, "Warriors! Come out and playiyay!" Burn me, I get into shit, I let it out like diarrhea Got burnt once, but that was only gonorrhea Dirty, I keep shit stinks in my drawers So I can get fzza-funky for yah Murder, taste the flame of the Wu-Tang RAHH! Here comes the Tiger verse Crane! Ow, be like wild with my style Punk! You playing me, chump, you get DUMPED WU! Is comin THROUGH! At a theatre near YOU! And get funk like a SHOE! What?! |
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