Shame on a nigga

Shame on a nigga

Intro: Raekwon the Chef
   [martial arts movie sample]
   Yeah, yo, aight
   Pass the meth!(nizzuh nzza punk nigguh, yeah!)Yeah, aight
   kick the raw style, yeah
   Fly that fuckin sack
   Chorus:
   Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
   Wu buck wild with the trigger!
   Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
   Wu buck- I FUCK yo’ ass up! What?
   (HUT ONE, HUT TWO, HUT THREE, HUT!)
   Verse One:
   Ol Dirty Bastard, Method Man, Raekwon the Chef
   Ol’ Dirty Bastard, live and uncut!Styles unbreakable, shatterproof
   To the young youth, ya wanna get gun? Shoot!
   BLAOW! How you like me now? Don’t fuck the style
   Ruthless wild!
   Do ya wanna getcha teeth knocked the FUCK out?
   Wanna get on it like that, well then shout!Yo RZA, yo razor!
   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 could never capture the Method Man’s stature
   For rhyme and for rapture, got niggaz resigning, now master
   my style? Never! I put the fucking buck in the wild kid, I’m terror
   Razor sharp, I sever the head from the shoulders, I’m better
   than my compeda, you mean competitor, whadeva!Let’s get together
   [Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
   Wu buckwild with the tri-BLAOW!]
   I react so thick, I’m phat, and YO!
   Rae came blowing and blew off ya headphones black
   Rap from yo Cali to Texas
   Smoother than a Lexus, now’s my turn to WRECK this
   Brothers approach and half step, but ain’t heard
   HALF of it yet, and I bet you’re not a fuckin vet
   So, when you see me on the real, formin like Voltron
   Remember I got deep like a Navy Seal!Chorus:
   [Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga Wu buck wild with the trigger!
   Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
   I’ll FUCK YOUR ASS UP!]
   Verse Two: Ol Dirty Bastard
   Yo…!I come with that ol’ loco
   Style from my vocal
   Couldn’t peep it with a pair of bi-focals
   I’m no joker! Play me as a ojker
   Be on you like a house on fire!
   Smoke ya!Crews be actin like they gangs, anyway
   Be like, “Warriors! Come out and playiyay!”
   Burn me, I get into shit, I let it out like diarrhea
   Got burnt once, but that was only gonorrhea
   Dirty, I keep shit stinks in my drawersSo I can get fzza-funky for yah
   Murder, taste the flame of the Wu-Tang RAHH!
   Here comes the Tiger verse Crane!
   Ow, be like wild with my stylePunk! You playing me, chump, you get DUMPED
   WU! Is comin THROUGH! At a theatre near YOU!And get funk like a SHOE!What?!

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