Ruckus in B Minor (Explicit)

Ruckus In B Minor - Wu Tang Clan (武當派)

Huh after all these years

What you said was true

The Shaolin and the

Wu-Tang is very dangerous

It's the ODB kid

Once again coming through your area

And I'm going to tell you one time

You gon' love this

I had to get the money

Said it wasn't a choice

Die Hard's on the bars

Ladies lovin' the voice

**** flow

Numbing your joints

Bomb a ni**a like he number 81

From Detroit

Zombie life

World War Z

Antidote to your virus your 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 lane

Nic Cage how I ride with fire

Forever with bars

Sort of like a lifer

With the Son of Anarchy

I be Breaking Bad

Walking Dead

Day dreaming of making a band

Dancing With the Stars

Americans Idol me

The Mentalist with the Big Bang Theory

Still number one

Still number one

Still number one one one

Still number one

Still number one

Still number one one one

The most duplicated

Anticipated validated

Urban legends in the books

With the ones who made it

Highly celebrated

Everything was work related

Current top 40 got the

Wu deep in all their business

20 years Killa Bees yeah

We hold the pennant

Monumental stance on the cover

With my co-defendants

Drop her sentence in remembrance

Construct these jewels

So they can live through my descendants

Youngun

I can see your draws

Pull your pants up

Can't even call yourself a man

Until you man up

And if you call yourself

A fan you need to stand up

This ain't a party

It's a jux keep your hands up

And I don't care who runs the city

When the summer come

Your summer's done Wu forever

And we're still number one

Still number one

Still number one one one

Still number one

Still number one

Still number one one one

Picture a ni**a on the strip getting rich

Off the ** sh*t

Putting other niggas on

Teaching em thug sh*t

Then they want stick 'em up

Then they get slugs quick

Hood-type niggas always living that crime life

Jealous-a** grimy niggas seeing the limelight

Slimy old ni**a like f**king your man's wife

Fool shouldn't use the word brother

He man dyke

Yo I spin my web all across New York

Get it out in all types of ice

There's a sport

One chain two chain

Three chain four

Niggas mouth's drop like the leaves in the fall

Tone got that WBC

I take off heavy in air ballons

And land in the Fiji's

That's my bird and that's my word

You faggots keep f**king around

And get curbed

Forms circles like the rings of Saturn

Dust rocks and ice in a particular pattern

Then this fascinating picture

Has emerged from surface

A wonder of the young world

With an urgent purpose

A wild fire engulfing every home

It's history chiseled

And carved in every stone

A workshop where skills are learned

Handcrafted and drafted

Written works the main concern

Urban center provided

With a social structure

And a curious culture full

Of superconductors

Each stain is part of a scene with

Intricate geometric raps

On a larger screen

Spell bounding marvellous

And it's surrounding

Viewpoints remain the same

It's all astounding

A place where the forgotten art is so powerful

A striking image is something

That's so valuable

This one's the blackout

Three-fifty-seven to your mouth

GZA this is called Ruckus In B Minor

Rae all those bad times is behind us

Ghost put that mask on to remind us

Method Man let 'em know

Who's New York's finest

Youngun

I can see your draws

Pull your pants up

Can't even call yourself a man

Until you man up

And if you call yourself

A fan you need to stand up

This ain't a party

It's a jux keep your hands up

And I don't care who runs the city

When the summer come

Your summer's done Wu forever

And we're still number one

Still number one

Still number one one one

Still number one

Still number one

Still number one one one

Still number one

Still number one

Still number one one one

One one

Where you be motherf**ker

My lines is like Peruvian coke

Go ahead and try one

My recipe is A1 remarkable

With my mixture

Rainman mathematician

This city slicker

Finest threads cover my frame

The cloths of royalty

Strive with an army of winners

And no pretenders

One We live free and achieve more

But first we gotta win with no stale mate

The all eye seeing is victorious

Biz to the sound man

Tanks are bulletproof been the truth

Loot the track clear the booth

My thought ready aim shoot

My knowledge one twenty proof

Let's tear the roof off

Let's spray M-A-S-T-A

King I Love-Love club

Pack stadium rock

I hold the mic snug split a slug

Black ninja mask and gloves

Still number one