Lyrics

[Intro] Tiger style Oh (Uh, uh) Turn the music up Come on, come on Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' to fuck with Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' to fuck with Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' to fuck with (Yo) [Verse 1: RZA] There's no place to hide once I step inside the room Dr. Doom, prepare for the boom Bam, aw man, I slam Jam this (Like Tarzan) Yo I be tossin', enforcin', my style is awesome I'm causin' more family feud (Than Richard Dawson) And the survey said ("You're dead") The Fatal Flying Guillotine chops off your fuckin' head Mister, who is that? (Ayo, the Wu is back) Makin' niggas go (Buck, buck) like I'm Super Cat Me fear no one, oh no, here come The Wu-Tang shogun, killer to my eardrum [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] Needle to the groove, I gets rude Forced to fuck it up, style carries like a pick-up truck Cross the clear blue yonder, sea to shinin' sea I slam tracks like quarterback sacks from L.T. So 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, we head state to state [Chorus: All] And if you want beef, then bring the ruckus Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' to fuck with Straight from the motherfuckin' slums that's busted Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' to fuck with [Interlude] Yo, yo, yo, yo Yo, yo, yo, yo Yo, yo, yo, yo (Come on, come on, come on) [Verse 3: Method Man] The Meth will come out (Tomorrow) Style, conditions, bizarre (Bizarro) Flow with more afro than (Rollo) Comin' to a fork in the road, which way to go? (Just follow) Meth is the legend, niggas is sleepy (Hollow) In fact I'm a hard act to (Follow) I dealt for dolo, Bogart comin' on through Niggas 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 flavor Comin' from the RZA, which is short (For The Razor) Who make me reminisce true Like dj (Vu), I'm rubber, niggas is like (Glue) Whatever you say rubs off me (Sticks to you) [Pre-Chorus] Tiger style Tiger style [Chorus] Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' to fuck with Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' to fuck with Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' to fuck with Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' to fuck with [Outro] Rah We lookin', we look at you Yeah, yeah We see y'all (Let's go, baby, 'bout to pop off)