Wu Tang Forever Lyrics - Wu-tang Clan

En garde, I'll let you try my Wu tang style 

I'd like to try your Wu Tang style 

Let's begin, then 

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? 

Wu Tang! 

Wu Tang! 

Wu Tang! 

Wu Tang! 

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Aye yo, Wu-Tang forever 

Who rhyme better? 

We too clever, the boom bap's back, harder than ever 

R.I.P. O.D.B 

Coming through like Killa Bee 

Ever since I heard Enter the 36 in '93 

You cannot defeat my Wu-Tang style 

I leave 'em all dismembered 

Fuck a mumble rap, that shit won't never be remembered 

Not even a contender, no, pretender, best surrender 

My agenda is killin' shit, they feelin' this (Sinatra) 

Photos 

Yeah, we live and thorough 

Assassinating every single muthafuckin' borough 

From Staten to Brooklyn to Queens, the Bronx and Harlem 

All the way to Maryland 

Yeah, we comin' for all 'em 

Bobby Tarantino to the Digital 

My shit is pivotal 

Smokin' chronic, no medicinal 

Who you know assemble the Clan like Voltron? 

The one and only Logic, the God, the don, I'm gone 

Aye yo, Logic, what up? 

We gon' let these muthafuckas try this Wu-Tang style 

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, kaboom! 

Guess who stepped in the room 

It's Ghostface, gold plates, old truths, more K 

Intelligent brothers with nine hoods, movin' snowflakes 

Guillotine your head, last scene in the showcase 

Push weight, this Colgate 

Tre-eights and old gates 

Exfoliate those we most hate 

We don't associate 

We wear robes that you can't even pronounciate 

We eat foods where you can't even pronounce you ate 

Cribs where the floor just rises up and rotates 

Locations low-key, can't even locate 

Twin nina sisters with the beam, we all soulmates 

Tea making us so much cream, we bought gold plates 

Yo, mountains of haze in the crib of my blades 

It gets messy underneath the dresser, the gauge 

57 MB, yo, metallic green 

Seats is piped off 

Seize them old tracks, unite through 'em 

The kitchen is my palace, get your dance on 

While we just levitate with trees, get your branch on 

I'm known to wil' out, put the cams on 

Jewels down, the sets dip, my gems got grams on 

A specialist when I'm baking 

Rhymes be coming out, we making 

We challenging these chumps for lumps 

Here's the statement stop hating 

The crew is all about getting this cake in 

You know about me, you relating 

The enigma, the stigmas that the RZA and the GZA 

Both lyrical prolific, fixtures of rap scriptures 

Mixtures of hipsters, weed smokers and beer drinkers 

Prince and the Pauper, spiritual clear-thinkers 

Cake in the oven, Superbad like McLovin huggin' all four boroughs, puffin' herb with my cousin 

Academically speaking, rap vocabulary's weakenin' 

I felt it comin' like the Weeknd when these starboys start tweakin' 

Sporadic pill-poppin' of OxyContin 

III-gotten sexual intercourse make shorty wop feel rotten 

The travesty-tapestry of microphone mastery has been refuted, diluted, broken down to a catastrophe 

But cats still get good trophy 

Hit y'all with their "Okie-dokie" 

Burt Reynolds, Bandit, goddamnit 

Where the fuck is Smokey Bear when you need one 

I got a light-beam gun 

I'll blast a hole in your chest that you can't bleed from 

But you'll die through iniquity, plus stupidity of that trickery 

My verse got it hot up in here, not the humidity 

You can never get rid of me, step back and consider me 

Wu Killa Bee, but I'm not big on bigotry 

Old-school on this track, I feel invincible 

This new school ain't really got rules and lacks the principles 

Got mo' clowns than the Motown, they puttin' critical 

The gun, Smokey Robinson, you need a Miracle 

Go back, homie, back when rappers used to be lyrical 

When nine out of ten of his friends used to be criminal 

The stats, homie, all these killas usin' subliminals 

Y'all don't even smile in your pictures, you dudes is miserable 

We're the unpredictable, torture over your physical 

Drop a bar, used to pour water over the cereal 

Another bar, reppin' my squad, not individual 

But one Nation under God, that's indivisible 

My time critical, hands-off from digital 

Me and my lady bark, back when the Planets was Digable 

I'm cool like that, my cash rule like that 

I'm classic, Patti LaBelle, Voulez Vous like that 

Come on 

It's only Logic, we got 'em mobber than the mosh pit 

Fifth Brother, INS hotter than the tropics 

The hot shit I drop quick 

Major player, watch my stock lift 

Razor-blade sharpness regardless to whom or what 

Sound boy, turn that music up 

Naysayer, you ain't even got a clue what's up 

Deadly melody, the sickness, the remedy 

Everything circulate back around eventually 

Witty, unpredictable, talent all-natural 

Gain, Wu-Tang pumping through your veins 

Twenty-five years, still more of the same 

The flow like water with the boilin' flame 

INS, your highness, they calling my name 

Boy, I wet the scene similar to falling rain 

In our own lane, y'all sounding all the same 

Tell 'em Wu-Tang is on your brain 

Survival of the fittest in cold days with no money 

They don't want me with stacks, they better take it from me 

You know the currency gone soon as you break a twenty 

So I ain't down if you ain't talking that band language 

Dear Lord, I'm tryna buy me a train with it 

An airplane, see me flying to Spain with it 

But money don't make me, and I ain't gonna change with it 

I'm in the hood, looking good, the way I came with it 

Do it for the Cs, they understood the game with it 

We gave birth when we understood the pain with it 

When we create wars, everybody is a gangbanger 

We killing each other, but we all got the same anger 

Never go against the grain, homie, that's hateful 

Another day in the life for us to be grateful 

Spread love, homie, yeah, get a plateful 

It's better to stay full, so let's make moves 

I know your momma told you that I was a great dude 

These dirty-ass cops, they kill and rape you 

On some Jason shit, might Crystal in the Lake you 

What? What? 

They might Crystal in the Lake you 

Boom bap blast'll blow your sleeves off 

Our Flashback Jacks are somethin' to feed off 

Smoke and roast ya, the No.9 Potion 

Pull that shit, son, we open the ocean 

Who gives a fuck who's snorting and drinking and smoking 

You get killed for joking 

Everybody's hoping 

That's another level of emotion 

Food stamps niggas doin' grocery 

Police wanna grope me perp walk 

Then nigga street-talk 

We bury niggas in see-saw 

I carry the torch where I leave off 

I'm givin' bitches something to breathe on 

I rip off a shoulder to lean on 

It's fair game, it's two in a lane, she took two trains 

And none of my rhymes are two and the same 

Nigga get cooked on an open flame 

I'ma a hillbilly, Park Hill-trained 

My rhyme starts riots in the mountains 

Thirty-six million and counting 

The harder they come, the harder I go 

Loosen up my arms, can I get comfortable? 

Stay on my tip-toes, old-school, Wu B 

This is a flip-phone, dude, your slips showing 

Where I come from it stays snowing 

The grammar is raw, I'm slamming the door 

Beez bang bong in your jaw 

I hit 'em in the head with the hammer of Thor 

Stars and bars, makes me a general 

Anything less, makes me a criminal 

Gotta dig deep for these Wu-Tang minerals 

G.O.D., shadowbox with the L.O.G.I.C 

On the count of three, Wu-Tang 

First, master your breathing 

I'm mental ass-whooping,, I'm teaching when 

I'm speaking I'm a champion from Brooklyn 

I'm movin' super-ninjas and Shaolin executioners 

Avenger, a righteous defender 

A grandmaster from the 36th Chamber 

Whole style is mentally strong 

So strengthen your arms 

To hold my microphone you need iron palms 

Remain calm, just mellow out 

Big wise chief Wu-Tang poison clansman from the east, yeah 

Enter a world of a universal mind of one kind 

A thick swarm of words that's expressed in one rhyme 

Food for thought, impossible sliders with the seasoning 

Regardless, I speak logic, clear reasoning 

The uncivilized, get the mineral lines, quartz 

Self-directed, calculated, controlled thoughts 

A point-of-view of the thinkers 

Monumental architecture, amazing as the Incas 

(Sinatra) 

(Wu-Tang) 

W.T.C., ah-ha 

The faculty 

Ain't nothin' going on, don't nothin' move 

Nobody slide, you might get hurt 

En garde, I'll let you try my Wu tang style 

I'd like to try your Wu tang style 

Let's begin, then 

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?