Rules
Wu-Tang Clan Lyrics

All you hoes, be cryin' for these bitches
All you women are begging for these insignificant people

All you niggas, be cryin' for these hoes
All you men are begging for these insignificant people

Both hands clusty
Holding two weapons tightly

Pullin' out gats
Drawing pistols

Double barreled
Two barrels on the weapon, capable of firing twice

Blew off the burner kinda dusty
Fired a shot from the weapon, which had some dust on it

We pack chrome TECs
We carry weapons made of chrome, capable of automatic fire

Bring it to 'em proper, patnah
We will handle the situation righteously, brethren

Comin' from the 36th chamber
We bring this attitude and experience from our training in the Wu-Tang School's 36th chamber

Math, let, let the plate spin
Prepare yourselves for the battle ahead, let's begin

Many, many brothers y'all be sparkin'
Many people are creating friction in our community

Stray shots, all on the block that stays hot
Violent incidents constantly occur in dangerous neighborhoods

(If ya fuck with Wu, we gots ta fuck witchu)
If you mess with the Wu-Tang Clan, we will retaliate

Who the fuck knocked our buildings down?
Who is responsible for the destruction of our buildings?

Who the man behind the World Trade massacres, step up now
Reveal yourself as the person responsible for the 9/11 terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center

Where the four planes at huh is you insane bitch?
Where are the four planes that were hijacked for the 9/11 attacks? Are you crazy?

Fly that shit over my hood and get blown to bits!
If you bring that plane over my neighborhood, it will be destroyed

No disrespect, that's where I rest my head
No offense, but this is my home

I understand you gotta rest yours true, nigga my people's dead
I know you also have a home, but my people have died

America, together we stand, divided we fall
As a nation, we must stay united to survive

Mr. Bush sit down, I'm in charge of the war!
Step aside, President Bush. I'm taking control of the conflict

Yes yes y'all, the I-N-S bless y'all
Hello, everyone. We have the blessing of the Immigration and Naturalization Service

Stop hearts like cholesterol, let's brawl
We can make people stop with amazement, let's fight

Never fall, tear it down like a wreckin' ball
We never give in or quit, we destroy our problems with force

Role call where my niggas that's one for all
Is everyone present? We are all united

And all for one, we draw the guns on impulse
We act as a team, and our reaction is immediate

Cash in the envelope, spend it on kinfolk
We have cash in an envelope, let's spend it on our relatives

Then smoke a ounce as we count mills
After spending our money, we will celebrate with drugs

Providin' you pure ecstasy without pills
We are offering genuine happiness, not artificial means

Y'all know the rules, we don't fuck with fools man
You should know the ways we operate - we don't bother with foolish people

How the fuck did we get so cool man?
How did we become so great?

Never ever disrespect my crew
Do not insult my group

If ya fuck with Wu, we gots ta fuck witchu
If you interfere with the Wu-Tang Clan, we will fight back

Y'all dogs better guard ya grills, it's all real
You guys should protect yourselves, this is serious

We live from the Hills, it's the God I-Reelz
We reside in the Hills, and I am the mighty I-Reelz

Yo Wonderful, spark the billz
Hey, 'Wonderful', light the marijuana cigarette

Let me build with the people for the mills
I want to work with the community to achieve financial success

I'm rollin with the Rebel I-Ill from Killa Hill, peace to Brownsville
I am associating with the rebellious and sick people from Killa Hill, and shoutouts to Brownsville

Brothers that'll kill for the will of the righteous
Men who will go to the extreme to do the right thing

Twenty-five to lifers, True and Livin' snipers
People who are sentenced to jail for many years, skilled marksmen who live honestly

You wait like "Sixth Sense" 'til hard to kill
You conceal yourself until the optimal moment to strike

How you livin' Streetlife? I'm surrounded by criminals
Streetlife, how are you doing? I am surrounded by criminals

Serial killers tote guns without the serial
Murderous people carry firearms without any serial numbers

High-tech, street intellect, all digital
Advanced mentality of the street, totally digital

Project original, sheisty individual
We are unique, with dishonest characteristics

New York's bravest, always supply you with the latest
The bravest of NYC who always have the latest resources

We hall of famers, and still hit you with the greatest
We are all famous and still provide you with the best material

Took a year hiatus, now you wanna hate us
We took a break for a year, and now you have a grudge against us?

Thanks to all you haters for all the cream you made us
Thank you, haters, for providing us with lots of money

Sendin' letters to China, my cousin in Wendy's on Viacom
Sending letters to China, my cousin works for the fast-food chain Wendy's and for Viacom

At home, it's worth money, I adorns
At my home, my jewelry has great value

Order drinks, all real niggas order your minks yo
Order drinks, and all genuine people should order their fur coats

We got the fitteds on, lookin' all fink
We are wearing our fitted hats and look stylish

Daddy everybody get money from now on
Everyone will get rich from now on

Payday flash Visas livin' like, Easter e'ryday
Using flashy Visa cards to live glamorous lives like it's Easter every day

Don't fuck Benz, rather a 430
Do not mess with Benzes, but rather own a lower model, a 430

That shit that float through water, eyeball come up, drop birdies yo
Vehicles that can float through water, lift up and drop objects

We can eat right, or we can clap these toys
We can behave well or use our weapons

I'm with Streetlife, ain't never been a Backstreet Boy
I am with Streetlife, never belonged to a boy band

Who y'all kiddin'? Tryin to act like my shoe fittin'
Who are you fooling? Trying to fit in like my shoes?

Confused with ya head up yo' ass like who's shittin'?
Confused with your head up your butt like someone is defecating?

It's Hot Nixon, same team same position
This is Hot Nixon, the same team in the same positions

Batting average three-five-seven and still hittin'
Average points of 3.57 and still succeeding

Y'all still bitchin, still lame and still chicken
You all are still complaining, still weak and still afraid

I'm still here, one leg missin' and still kickin'
I am still alive, missing one leg and still fighting

'Cause I'm ha-a-ard! Hard like a criminal
It's because I am hard! As hard as someone who commits crimes

Lock like a tennis shoe, throw slug to finish you
Locked like a tennis shoe, I will throw a bullet to kill you

It's the Method Man, for short Mr. Meth
This is the Method Man, or Mr. Meth for short

I can tell this motherfucker ain't Wu, look at his neck
I can tell this person isn't part of the Wu-Tang Clan, just by looking at his neck

It's Wu-Tang, rushin' yo' gang, crushin the game
This is Wu-Tang, overpowering your gang and dominating in the industry

Pretty thugs, clutchin' they chain, hand cuppin they thang
Beautiful thugs, holding onto their chains and touching their private parts

Who get strange, gassed up playin with flames
Anyone who gets crazy will be dealt with, and should not mess with fire

Let a nigga take off his shades, see what I'm sayin' is
Allow me to remove my glasses, and you'll understand what I'm saying

I wish the nigga well
I hope that person does well

Wu! Tang! Wu! Tang!
This is the Wu-Tang Clan!