I slam, slam, slam, slam, slam, yo I be tossin', enforcin', my style is awesome I'm causin' more Family Feuds than Richard Dawson And the survey said, ya dead Fatal Flying Guillotine chops off your fuckin' head Mr, who was that? Text skladby: Various Artists - Farfield-- Wu-Tang, tiger style, tiger style Tiger style, Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' ta fuck wit Tiger style, Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' ta fuck wit Tiger style, Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' ta fuck wit Tiger style, tiger style, go, come on There's no place to hide once I step inside the room Dr.
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Doom, prepare for the boom Bam! Aiyyo, the Wu is back Makin' niggaz go Bo Bo Bo Bo! Tha tha tha tha, nothing ta fuck wit Wu-Tang Clan we ain't nothin' ta fuck wit Straight from the motherfuckin' slums that's busted Wu-Tang Clan we ain't nothin' ta fuck wit And if you want beef then bring the ruckus Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' ta fuck wit Straight from the motherfuckin' slums that's busted Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' ta fuck wit Needle to the groove, I gets rude and I'm forced to fuck it up My style carries like a pickup truck Across the clear blue yonder Seek the China Sea, I slam tracks like quarterbacks sacks from L.
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