Bring Da Ruckus

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

Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring da mother, bring da motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus

Ghostface, catch the blast of a hype verse

My glock bursts, leave in a hearse, I did worse

I come rough, tough like an elephant tusk

Ya head rush, fly like Egyptian musk

Aw shit, 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 fuck up, or found shot

P-L-O style, hazardous, 'cause I wreck this dangerous

I blow sparks like Waco, Texas

I watch my back like I'm locked down, hardcore

Hittin' sound, watch me act bugged and tear it down

A literate type asshole, songs goin' gold, no doubt

And you watch a corny nigga fold

Yeah, they fake and all that

Carryin' gats but yo, my Clan rollin' like 40 Macs

Now ya act convinced, I guess it makes sense

Wu-Tang, yo sew 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

Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring da mother, bring da motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring da mother, bring da mother, bring da motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring da mother, bring da motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus

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 bangin'

Wu-Tang slang, I'll leave your headpiece hangin'

Bust this, I'm kickin' like Seagal, "Out for Justice"

The roughness, yes, the rudeness, ruckus

Redrum, I verbally assault 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 competition get blown

By this nasty ass nigga with my nigga, the RZA

Charged like the bull and got pull like a trigger

So bad, stabbin' up the pad with the vocab, crab

I scream on ya ass like your dad, bring it on

Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring da mother, bring da motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus

Yo, I'm more rugged than slaveman boots

New recruits, I'm fuckin' up MC troops

I break loops and trample shit, while I stomp

A mudhole in that ass, 'cause I'm straight out the swamp

Creepin' up on site, now it's fright night

My Wu-Tang slang is mad fuckin' dangerous

And more deadly than the stroke of an axe

Choppin' through ya back (Swish)

Givin' bystanders heart attacks

Niggas try to flip, tell me who is him

I blow up his fuckin' 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 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 fucked like Suzette

Bring da fuckin' ruckus

Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus

Bring da 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