Rza - Bring da Ruckus lyrics

[Intro: Sample from Shaolin vs. Wu Tang] "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." [Hook: RZA] Bring da motherf**ing ruckus Bring da motherf**ing ruckus Bring da mother, bring da motherf**ing ruckus Bring da motherf**ing ruckus [Verse 1: Ghostface k**ah] Ghostface catch the blast of a hype verse My Glock burst, leave in a hearse, I did worse I come rough, tough like an elephant tusk Ya head rush, fly like Egyptian musk Aww sh** Wu-Tang Clan spark the wicks an' However I master the trick just like Nixon Causing terror, quick damage your whole era Hardrocks is locked the f** up or found shot P.L.O. style, hazardous cause I wreck this dangerous I blow spots like Waco, Texas [Verse 2: Raekwon] I watch my back like I'm locked down, hardcore Hitting sound, watch me act bugged and tear it down Illiterate type a**hole, songs going gold no doubt And you watch a corny n***a fold Yeah they fake and all that carrying gats but yo My Clan rolling like forty Macs Now ya act convinced, I guess it makes sense Wu-Tang, yo soooooo, 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 [Hook] Bring da motherf**ing ruckus Bring da motherf**ing ruckus Bring da mother, bring da motherf**ing ruckus Bring da motherf**ing ruckus Bring da motherf**ing ruckus Bring da motherf**ing ruckus Bring da mother, bring da motherf**ing ruckus Bring da motherf**ing ruckus [Verse 3: Inspectah Deck] I rip it hardcore, like p**no-flick b**hes I roll with groups of ghetto ba*tards with biscuits Check it, my method on the microphone's banging Wu-Tang slang'll leave your headpiece hanging Bust this, I'm kicking like Seagal, Out for Justice The roughness, yes the rudeness, ruckus Redrum, I verbally a**ault with the tongue Murder one, my style shock 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-a** n***a with my n***a, the RZA Charged like a bull and got pull like a trigger So bad, stabbing up the pad with the vocab, crab I scream on your a** like your dad, bring it on [Hook] Bring da motherf**ing ruckus Bring da motherf**ing ruckus Bring da mother, bring da motherf**ing ruckus Bring da motherf**ing ruckus [Verse 4: GZA] Yo; I'm more rugged than slaveman boots New recruits, I'm f**ing up MC troops I break loose, and trample sh**, while I stomp A mudhole in that a** cause I'm straight out the swamp Creeping up on site, now it's Fright Night My Wu-Tang slang is mad f**ing dangerous And more deadly than the stroke of an axe Chopping through your back *swish* Giving bystanders heart-attacks n***as try to flip, tell me who is him I blow up his f**ing prism, make it a vicious act of terrorism You wanna bring it, so f** it, come on and bring the ruckus And I provoke n***as to kick buckets I'm wetting cream, I ain't wetting fame Who selling cain, I'm giving out a deadly game It's not the Russian it's the Wu-Tang crushing roulette Slip up and get f**ed like Suzette Bring da f**ing ruckus [Outro] "En garde, I'll let you try my Wu-Tang style." So bring it on (x8) Punk, n***a