Wu-Tang Clan - Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuthing Ta F' Wit (Live)

Tiger style! Tiger style! (Tiger style!) Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck wit' Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck wit' Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck wit' Yo, there's no place to hide once I step inside the room Dr. Doom, prepare for the boom Bam! Aw, man! I slam, jam, now scream like Tarzan I be tossin', enforcin', my style is awesome I'm causin' more family feud than Richard Dawson And the survey said you're dead Fatal Flying Guillotine chops off your fuckin' head Mister, who is that? Ayo, the Wu is back Makin' niggas go Bo! Bo! Like I'm Super Cat Me fear no one, oh no, here come The Wu-Tang shogun, killer to my eardrum Put the needle to the groove, I gets rude And I'm forced to fuck it up My 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 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 And if you want beef, then bring the ruckus! Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck wit' Straight from the motherfuckin' slums that's busted Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck wit' Hah! Lebonon, step up, boy! Represent! Chop his head off, kid! The Meth will come out tomorrow Styles, 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 déjà vu, I'm rubber, niggas is like glue Whatever you say rubs off me sticks to you Tiger style Tiger style Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck wit' Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck wit' Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck wit' Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck wit' Ahh-hah! Yeah! Representin' Brooklyn, Queens Long Island, Manhattan, Bronx The Rugged Lands of Shaolin Niggas from Virginia, Atlanta, our boys in Ohio Comin' through with the crazy Y-O Y-O Yo, niggas from The Source My man Kelly Woo from the Gavin Will Strickland, Jason Staton, yeah True, true, my nigga Crown, what's goin' down, boy? We ain't nuthing ta fuck wit' The whole Texas mob, the Chicago mob Niggas from Detroit, fuckin' California squadron Comin' through, you know what I'm sayin'? The whole fuckin' West Coast to the whole East Niggas from D.C., down in Maryland All the way over there in Morgan State Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit' All over the whole fuckin' globe, comin' through, boy Peace to the fuckin' Zulu Nation Peace to all the Gods and the Earths, word is bond Wu-Tang slang, choppin' heads, boy It ain't safe no more, peace! Tiger style Tiger style Tiger style Tiger style Tiger style Tiger style Tiger style Tiger style