Lyrics:

I'll fuck your ass up (4x)

Shame on a nigga who tried to run game on a nigga

Wu buck wild with tha trigga

Yo I'll fuck your ass up



HUT 1, HUT 2, HUT 3, HUT!

S.O.A.D., live and un-CUT

Styles unbreakable, shatterproof

To the young youth, you wanna get gun, shoot, BLAM!

How you like me now?

Dont fuck the style, ruthless wild!

Do you wanna get your teeth knocked the fuck out?

Wanna get it on like that? then shout,

Come on...

Lazers and blazers, hit me with the major

The damage, my clan understand it be flavor

Gunnin, Hummin, comin atcha

First I'm gonna getcha, once I gotcha, I gat-cha

You can never catch a nigga mans stature

For rhyme and for rapture

Got niggas resigning, now master, my style NEVER

I put the fuckin buck in the wild kid,

LETS GET TOGETHER!!!



Shame on a nigga who tried to run game on a nigga (4x)

Wu buck wild with the trigga

Yo i'll fuck your ass up!



(Wu-Tang Clan)

I brought like 20 white boys in the back of a pickup truck

With hockey pucks and skateboards on the way to Woodstock

Leave home the glock, i have a gun the size of a black hole

Shoot planets, don't get frantic, throw your hands up in the air

Dont panic

Supreme arm, leg, leg, arm, head

Wu-Tang Clan, tight as long dreads



(Chorus)



(Serj quietly, getting louder)

I come with that loco style from my vocal

Couldn't peep it all with a pair of bifocals

I'm no joker, play me as a joker

Be on you like a house on fire, smoke ya

Crews be acting like they gangs anyway

Be like 'warriors come out and playeyay'

Burn me, I get into shit, I let it out like diarrea

Got burned once, but that was only ghonnorea

Dirty I keep shit sticks in my drawers

So I can get fuzzy funky for ya

Murder - taste the flame of the Wu-Tang, RAHH!

Here comes the Tiger verse Crane

Ow, be like wild with my style

Punk! you playing me chump, you get dumped!

Wu! is coming through, at a theatre near you!

And get funk like a shoe!



(chorus)



I'll fuck your ass up (X5)



BITCH!