Y'all Been Warned Lyrics - Iron Flag - Wu-tang Clan

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh 

Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up (one) 

Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up 

(That's what's up) 

Eh, eh, eh, 

Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up 

Wu-Tang, nigga, that's what's up 

Wu-Tang, nigga, Crash Ya Crew, laugh at you 

You bastard, you, pass through, slap an ass or two 

Hear me ROAR, Timbaland tree, weed galore 

MC's with gusto y'all ain't neva seen befo' 

El-Producto, pass that, ya puff too slow 

That's what's up, yo, the kid with the buck-toothed flow 

Oh, that's Meth Man, south paw, I throw my left hand 

To that hardcore shit that even make the Tec jam 

Oh my goodness! Trust me, ain't nuttin like some hood shit 

Gotta love my dogs but ain't nuttin like a good bitch 

Strictly, if I'm goin down, she comin wit me 

Whole time screamin, "Oh my God!", ain't no mystery 

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(Method Man) 

Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm 

Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon 

Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long 

Can't wait until ya fake ass gone 

Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm 

Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon 

Nigga, uh-oh! I think they're playin our song 

Lit blunts, Clan in Da Front, sayin "It's on!" 

(RZA) 

Try to Wu hate, duck, you could suck my 

Watch the block get clear when I buck my 

Boomerang darts, you can't duck my 

No tellin which Clan man you got struck by 

Chains get tucked when he walk by, hawk eye 

Arrows bein fired from crossbow, I talk fly 

You can't Etcha-sketch all my rhyme threat 

Try to bite my flow, you catch ya throat strep 

Soaked in cess, dope, you eat the cold Tec's 

Bold flex, W crown, the ice O-X 

Up in the oolie, yo, who you know? 

John Bizzi, Ghost Deini, Rollie Finger and them toolies yo 

Stainless Bobby, boy, you have an English folly 

To try to detain the slang that we can to polly 

Plus you didn't peep Arief, kid, you sleep 

I seen this heap of shit, you in steep 

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(Method Man) 

Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm 

Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon 

Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long 

Can't wait until ya fake ass gone 

(Inspectah Deck) 

Yo, Amist the gravel, play the words of the Big Apple 

Broadcastin live from the pits of the battle 

Wigs split and rattled, get shook out ya saddle 

You ever hear me losin, one of y'all fix the panel 

Ask who? Wu, that's true, known piranhas 

Who knows drama, fathers of your whole persona 

The mad doctor, stay locked in the O-R 

In too deep, beyond reach of the sonar 

Still a vet, say my name next to hall of fame 

Hurtin third string players, first day in the game 

It's on, son, the Killa Bee swarm come 

Make the world shake with one continuous drum 

(Method Man) 

Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm 

Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon 

Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long 

Can't wait until ya fake ass gone 

(Raekwon & (Masta Killa) 

Wave ya gun, Killa (I got you) 

Shoot this nigga in his face fast, mumblin (I heard y'all forgot Wu) 

Wear ya crown, black down (Watch the block too) 

Blow at y'all niggas (Blowin at the cops too) 

Eh-yo, my Wallets stay Bulletproofs racin in Coups, yea we the realest 

Ultraviolet leathers on, pealin this, love lookin the illest 

Gorilla things, monster background with a history 

You're pumpin crack, yap clowns, we all real in here 

Strap a bomb on a family member, let y'all niggas know we here 

Blasted, it's like cheeba when I splashed it 

Real reefer heads'll know the meanin of hittin glass 

I told y'alls, against y'all, Ginsengs, avenge Gods 

Picture me stabbin you in the yard for R's 

Kid saw Staten, nine Bin Ladens 

Valors on, colorful draws, lookin all relaxed in 

(Method Man) 

Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm 

Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon 

Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long 

Can't wait until ya fake ass gone 

Y'all Been Warned, about them Killa Bees on the swarm 

Y'all Been Warned, You either step or get stepped upon 

Nigga, uh-oh! I think they're playin our song 

Lit blunts, Clan in Da Front, sayin "It's on!"