Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuthing Ta F' Wit / Enter The Wu-Tang (36 Chambers) / Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Clan / Enter The Wu-Tang (36 Chambers) / Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuthing Ta F' Wit

Wu-Tang Clan ( ) are a New York City-based hip-hop group, which consists of: RZA, GZA, Method Man, Raekwon, Ghostface Killah, Inspectah Deck, U-God, Masta Killa, and the late Ol' Dirty Bastard. They are frequently joined by fellow childhood friend Cappadonna, whose status as an official member is in dispute. They were formed in (and are associated with) the New York City borough of Staten Island (referred to by members as "Shaolin"), though... [read more]

Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuthing Ta F' Wit - Lyrics

Intro: RZA

[Tiger style]
[Tiger style] Tiger style
Yo, huh, huh
Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuttin Ta * Wit
Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuttin Ta * Wit
Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuttin Ta * Wit
There's noplace to hide once I step inside the room
Dr. Doom, prepare for the boom
BAM! Aw, MAN! I SLAM
JAM, that's freedom like Tarzan

Verse One: RZA

I be tossin, enforcin, my style is awesome
I'm causin more Family Feud's than Richard Dawson
And the survey said -- ya dead
Fatal Flying Guillotine chops off your in 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!

Verse Two: Inspector Deck

I puts the needle to the groove, I gets rude
And I'm forced to 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

And if you want beef, then bring the ruckus
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin ta * with
Straight from the mother* slums that's busted
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin ta * with

Interlude: RZA

Hyah!
Step up, boy!
Represent!
Chop his head off, kid!

Verse Three: 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
Bogart comin on through
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
Vu! I'm rubber, niggaz is like glue
Whatever you say rubs off me sticks to you

[Chorus & shout outs]