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
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 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