Bring Da Ruckus (Live from Climate Pledge Arena)

Ayo, Ghostface

Yo

Should we take them back to the 36 Chambers?

Let's go, let's go

Shadowboxin'

It's on now

Wu-Tang style

Everybody

Do what you say is do

Put your middle finger in the air like this

The Shaolin and the Wu-Tang

One middle finger in the air for all that bullshit out there

Wu-Tang Clan

Yeah, the Wu-Tang son, can you feel me?

Fuck the hate

Yeah

We together in this bitch

Let's go

Yeah

Seattle

Everybody up

Sing the fuckin' hook

Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus

Hey

Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus

Yo

Yeah

Bring it on

Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus

Yo

Ghostface, catch the blast of a hype verse

Black burst, leavin' a hearse underneath

Worse, I come rough

Tough like an elephant tusk

Your head rush

Fly like Egyptian buffs

Aw shit

Wu-Tang Clan spark the wicks and however

Master the trick that's like this

Causing terror

Bring damage your whole era

Hard rocks is locked the fuck up

A bad shot

PLO style

Hazardous 'cause I rep this dangerous

I go splash like Michael Jackson

I watch 'em rap like I'm locked down

Hardcore, hit and sound

Watch me act buff and tear down

Illiterate type assholes

Songs going gold, no doubt

Yo, watch, corny niggas fold

Yeah, they fakin' all that

Gabby and gats

Yo, my clan roll like 40 Macs

So now you act convinced

Guess it made sense

Yo, Wu-Tang, yo

Represent

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

Danger

Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus

Come on, say what, say what, say what

Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus

I can't hear y'all

Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus

Yeah, say what, say what, say what

Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus

I rip it hardcore like porno flick bitches

I roll with groups, ghetto bastards with pistols

Check it, Method on the microphone bangin'

Wu-Tang slang'll leave your headpiece hangin'

Bustin', kickin' like Cycal out for justice

Rough shit, that's the Wu-Nam

Ruckus

Trevor, my verbally is over the top

Murder one, my style shocks your lap like a stun gun

I'm hectic, wreck it with the quickness

Set it on the microphone

And competition get blown

By this nasty-ass nigga with my niggas

The RZA

Charge like a bullet, I pull like a trigger

So bad, stabbin' up the pad with the vocab

Cram, I scream on that ass like your dad

Bring it on

Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus

Yo, say what, say what, say what

Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus

Hey, hey

Come on

Woo

Make some noise

Seattle in this bitch

Uh, uh, uh, come 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

So bring it on

My nigga

Yeah

Bring it down

Yeah

You are now in the New York state of mind

Welcome, welcome

Yeah