Ruckus In B Minor Lyrics - A Better Tomorrow - Wu-tang Clan

This the ODB kid, once again comin' thru yo area 

& I'm goin' to tell ya one time, ya gon' luv this 

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I had to get the $, said it wasn't a choice 

Die Hard's on the bars, 80's luvin' the voice 

Morphine flow, numbin' yo joints 

Brought my nigga in it like he number eighty one from Detroit 

Zombie life, World War Z 

Antidote to yo virus, yo highness, the world on me 

Capital G, cool as the dude from Dos Equis? 

So deadly, I don't make it rain, I snow heavy 

Sick made, Nick Cage how I ride wit fire 

Foreva wit bars, sort of like a lifer 

Wit the Son of Anarchy, I'll be Breakin' Bad 

Walkin' Dead, day dreamin' of makin' a band 

Dancin' With the Stars, American Idol 

Meets the Mentalist wit the Big Bang Theory 

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Still no. 1, still no. 1, still nno. 1 

Still no. 1, still no. 1, 1 1 1 

(2) 

The most duplicated, anticipated, validated 

Urban legends in the books wit the ones who made it 

Highly celebrated, errythin' was work related 

Current top forty got the Wu thinking they up in it 

20 years Killa Bees yea we hold the pennant 

Monumental stance on the cova wit my codefendants 

Drop her sentence, in remembrance 

Construct these jewels so they can live thru my descendants 

(Bridge) 

Young'n, I can see yo draws, pull yo pants up 

Can't even call yoself a man until ya man up 

And if ya call yoself a fan, ya need to stand up 

This ain't a party, it's a jest, keep ya hands up 

And I don't care who in the city when the summer come 

Yes I'm a don who foreva and foreva still no. 1 

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Still no. 1, still no. 1, still nno. 1 

Still no. 1, still no. 1, 1 1 1 

(4) 

Picture a young'n on the strip getting rich off the drug shit 

Puttin' all the niggas on, teaching 'em thug shit 

Then they want stick 'em up, then they want slugs quick 

Hood tight, niggas always livin' that crime life 

Jerry's ass grimmus and emcee-in' the lime light 

Slimy old nigga like fuckin' yo man's wife 

Foolish shit use the word brother, he man dike 

(5) 

Yo! I spit my way all across New York 

Get it out in all types of ice as a sport 

1 chain, 2 chain, 3 chain, 4 

Niggas mouths drop like the leaves in the fall 

Told bout that WBC, I take off dubbin' anthem moves 

Land in the Fiji's, that's my bird and that's my word! 

Ya faggots keep fuckin' around and get curbed 

(6) 

Forms circles like the rings of Saturn 

Dust rocks and ice in a particular pattern 

Then this fascinatin' picture has emerged from surface 

A wonder of the young world wit an urge and purpose 

A wild fire engulfin' erry home 

It's history, chiseled and carved in erry stone 

A workshop where skills are learned 

Handcrafted and drafted, written works are main concern 

Urban center provided wit a social structure 

And a curious culture full of supaconductors 

Each stain is part of a scene wit 

Intricate geometric raps on a larger screen 

Snuff poundin', marvelous in its surroundin' 

Viewpoints that make the same, it's all astoundin' 

A place where the fo'gotten art is so powerful 

A strikin' image of sumethin' that's so valuable 

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GZA, this is called Ruckus In B Minor 

Rae, all those bad times that's behind us 

Ghost, put that mask on to remind us 

Method Man let 'em know who's New York's finest 

(Bridge) 

Young'n, I can see yo draws, pull yo pants up 

Can't even call yoself a man until ya man up 

And if ya call yoself a fan, ya need to stand up 

This ain't a party, it's a jest, keep ya hands up 

And I don't care who in the city when the summer come 

Yes I'm a don who foreva and foreva still no. 1 

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Still no. 1, still no. 1, still nno. 1 

Still no. 1, still no. 1, 1 1 1 

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