Third World
DJ MUGGS Lyrics


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Yeah, yeah, yeah. one two. one two. ayo, wu-tangs invincible.
But understand the principle.
My man muggs, droppin' phat tracks like drugs.
Breaker-breaker one two. breaker-breaker one two. you're breakin' up.
Peace.

Verse one: genius
Beams shatter light from the wu-mansion
Still branchin' off the tree that sparked any mc
And the fool that fell far was the righteous
It was cypress, let the media hype this
Promotion niggas snipe this
Push it like tray bags of 72
Kept niggas in suede rags
Microphone cycle, who flips the mic so well?
Hell without bail, in jams packed like jail-cells
Theres no escaping, once my blade starts scrapin'
Niggas flakin', wannabe mcs is shakin'
My sword indeed make more niggas bleed
So swift that the eye couldn't record the speed
I lost ya, wit that offer
Nigga that'll cost ya
Feel the strings of torture
Bust him in the ? half gallon?
Whats that shit he drinkin'?
They got him thinkin'
That he could crash his ship and he'd be sinkin'
I told him " come back when you're sober."
Drunk ass punk on a motherf**kin' hunt for red october
Don't even catch me when I'm blunted
Rhymes start runnin' like bloops on a sb-1200
Instruments the terror on warships, it's corporate
Visual niggas paint portraits


Verse two: rza

Check the mic lines for wire-taps
...we're under attack, man your stations, take aim, proceed...
Fire back, all hands on deck
Cadet, vets, insert cassette
Tracks snap heads like berettes
Catch web sites like internet
...team, I'm detecting vehicles approaching from the east...
Pass me the infra-red binoculars captain so I can see
Sound the alarm
Call for the suicidal kamikaze ninjas with the bombs
Flashes of neon, all we saw was flying arms
Anytime I come by, alumni cut short their air supply
Send 'em back like george mcfly
I be holdin' this
Travel ground like a motorist
Poisonous gas released from my track is odorless and tasteless
Like ghost is face-less
Which allowed the God to bring it back, it be the hundred cases
Mcs heads weave like trees in a breeze to rhymes like these
Underwater flow strikes like torpedos
You'll get plugged more than del rio
Played short like de vito
Split the f**k up like mike jakatito
Sword cut sharper than concorde needles
Call my second private
...tell em righteous importing messages to cypress...
I heard your crew assisted on the island with dr. titus
Any chance of releasing the new deadly virus?
To infiltrate the western states
Its time to pump out more rap tapes




And use the wu-tang symbol to communicate
Rza over and out.....

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to DJ Muggs's song Third World are a collaboration between rappers Genius and RZA of Wu-Tang Clan. In the first verse, Genius raps about the power of the Wu-Tang Clan and their influence on the rap industry. He mentions the media's hype of their success, which only fuels their confidence. He then boasts about his own lyrical prowess, comparing his sword-like rhymes to the swift speed of a blade. He warns wannabe MCs to not mess with him, or face the consequences of his sharpened words. He also references the classic novel, The Hunt for Red October, to illustrate his own hunting ability when it comes to creating music.


In the second verse, RZA paints a picture of a battle scene, with the Wu-Tang Clan under attack and ready to defend themselves with their musical ammunition. He uses military language and imagery to describe their movements and actions. He then talks about the power of his own rhymes, which he compares to torpedoes capable of striking their targets with precision. He also references the Wu-Tang Clan's presence in the rap industry, stating that they will continue to release new music and use their symbol as a form of communication.


Overall, the lyrics to Third World showcase the confidence and power of the Wu-Tang Clan and their dedication to their craft. They also make references to classic literature and military tactics, adding depth and complexity to their message.


Line by Line Meaning

Beams shatter light from the wu-mansion
The flows and bars from the Wu-Tang Clan dominate the rap scene like powerful beams of light from their mansion.


Still branchin' off the tree that sparked any mc
The Wu-Tang Clan's roots run deep, originating from the tree of early hip-hop, and continue to branch out and influence new MCs.


And the fool that fell far was the righteous
Even the most skilled and righteous MCs can fall victim to the game and the media's hype.


It was cypress, let the media hype this
The media often overhypes the success and abilities of certain MCs and groups, like Cypress Hill.


Promotion niggas snipe this
Promotion teams will do whatever it takes, including undercutting the competition, to elevate their own artists.


Push it like tray bags of 72
Promoters will push their artists and albums like drugs, in large quantities, packaged and ready to sell.


Kept niggas in suede rags
MCs often come from the streets, wearing raggedy clothes, but through their success, they can afford to wear nicer clothes.


Microphone cycle, who flips the mic so well?
The Wu-Tang Clan dominates the cycle of MCs who perform and rhyme with exceptional skill on the mic.


Hell without bail, in jams packed like jail-cells
MCs who cannot compete with the Wu-Tang's lyrical prowess are stuck in a metaphorical jail cell, unable to get out and be successful.


Theres no escaping, once my blade starts scrapin'
Once an MC steps to the Wu-Tang, there is no going back, and they will face harsh criticism and aggressive responses.


Niggas flakin', wannabe mcs is shakin'
Weak MCs tremble and falter in the presence of the Wu-Tang's lyrical assassination.


My sword indeed make more niggas bleed
The Wu-Tang's lyrical attacks cut deep and leave other weaker MCs bleeding.


So swift that the eye couldn't record the speed
The Wu-Tang's rhymes are quick and precise, leaving no room for error and too fast to be recorded.


I lost ya, wit that offer
The Wu-Tang's rhymes can be too complex or too fast for some to understand or keep up with.


Nigga that'll cost ya
Any MC who tries to come up against the Wu-Tang or imitate their style will pay the price, and it won't be cheap.


Feel the strings of torture
The Wu-Tang's rhymes are like strings that they pull tight, causing pain and agony for their opponents.


Bust him in the? half gallon? Whats that shit he drinkin'?
The Wu-Tang will call out their opponents for their weaknesses, like their taste in alcohol, and use this as a way to belittle them.


They got him thinkin' that he could crash his ship and he'd be sinkin'
Some MCs are so confident in their skills that they think they can take down the Wu-Tang, but in reality, they would be drowning in their own overconfidence.


I told him 'come back when you're sober.'
The Wu-Tang will not engage with a weak opponent who is not at their best, and they expect others to come correct.


Drunk ass punk on a motherf**kin' hunt for red october
The Wu-Tang will not be intimidated by a drunk or belligerent MC who is trying to come for their crown.


Don't even catch me when I'm blunted
The Wu-Tang doesn't want to be caught off guard or at a disadvantage, even when they are relaxed or high.


Rhymes start runnin' like bloops on a sb-1200
When the Wu-Tang starts rhyming, their bars flow quickly and effortlessly, like the beats on a classic drum machine.


Instruments the terror on warships, it's corporate
The Wu-Tang's rhymes are like weapons of mass destruction that they use to attack the corporate nature of the music industry.


Visual niggas paint portraits
MCs who can paint vivid and intense pictures with their lyrics are respected by the Wu-Tang, and they do the same with their own.


Check the mic lines for wire-taps
The Wu-Tang are always cautious and savvy, making sure their microphones aren't bugged or tapped.


...we're under attack, man your stations, take aim, proceed...
The Wu-Tang are battle-ready and will take on any challengers who come for their crown.


Fire back, all hands on deck
The Wu-Tang Clan will retaliate and respond with force against any enemies that come their way.


Cadet, vets, insert cassette
Even the newest and youngest members of the Wu-Tang are trained and ready to insert their lyrical skills into the mix.


Tracks snap heads like berettes
The Wu-Tang's tracks hit hard and fast, like the snapping of a gun's beretta.


Catch web sites like internet
The Wu-Tang's impact and lyrical prowess spreads like wildfire across the internet and beyond.


...team, I'm detecting vehicles approaching from the east...
The Wu-Tang are always aware and alert, with their eyes and ears always open for any potential enemies or threats.


Pass me the infra-red binoculars captain so I can see
The Wu-Tang are precise and tactical, even down to using infra-red binoculars to identify and assess their enemies and competition.


Sound the alarm
The Wu-Tang are ready for war, and they are signaling others to get ready as well.


Call for the suicidal kamikaze ninjas with the bombs
The Wu-Tang are not afraid to use unconventional or desperate tactics to win, including using kamikaze fighters to drop bombs on the competition.


Flashes of neon, all we saw was flying arms
The Wu-Tang are ferocious and fierce in battle, with their enemies reduced to flailing limbs and temporary flares of light.


Anytime I come by, alumni cut short their air supply
The Wu-Tang's rhymes are so powerful that other successful MCs feel like they can't breathe and are suffocating in their presence.


Send 'em back like george mcfly
The Wu-Tang will not hesitate to send their opponents back to their place of origin, defeated and embarrassed, like George McFly in Back to the Future.


I be holdin' this
The Wu-Tang have a firm grip on the rap game and won't let go anytime soon.


Travel ground like a motorist
The Wu-Tang are constantly on the move, like drivers traveling long distances on the road.


Poisonous gas released from my track is odorless and tasteless
The Wu-Tang's rhymes are deadly and poisonous, but also subtle and undetectable like odorless gas.


Like ghost is face-less
The Wu-Tang's rhyme style is ethereal and transcendent, like a ghost with no face or identity.


Which allowed the God to bring it back, it be the hundred cases
The Wu-Tang's success and influence allows them to bring back and resurrect old-school hip-hop styles and techniques.


Mcs heads weave like trees in a breeze to rhymes like these
Even other skilled MCs are blown away and swayed by the Wu-Tang's terrific rhymes that weave in and out like the breeze through trees.


Underwater flow strikes like torpedos
The Wu-Tang's flowing and quick rhymes hit hard and fast, like a torpedo striking underwater.


You'll get plugged more than del rio
If you try to come for the Wu-Tang's crown, you're going to get shot and taken down, like famous wrestler Alberto Del Rio.


Played short like de vito
Other MCs who try to come at the Wu-Tang with short rhymes or weak flows will be played and embarrassed, like Danny DeVito's character in Twins.


Split the f**k up like mike jakatito
The Wu-Tang will take apart and split up their competition like they did to Michael Jackson's Latin backing singer, who they refer to as 'Mike Jakatito'.


Sword cut sharper than concorde needles
The Wu-Tang's rhymes are sharp and precise, like the needle on a Concorde airplane.


Call my second private, tell em righteous importing messages to cypress
The Wu-Tang have soldier-like precision and will send messages and communications to their allies and partners through their own private channels.


I heard your crew assisted on the island with dr. titus
The Wu-Tang are well-connected in the rap game, and they hear about other crews and their activities, like assisting others on the island with Dr. Titus.


Any chance of releasing the new deadly virus?
The Wu-Tang are always looking for ways to take down their competition and want to know if other crews have any new tactics or strategies that they should be aware of.


To infiltrate the western states
The Wu-Tang are ambitious and strategic, looking to expand and conquer new territories in the rap game, like the Western United States.


Its time to pump out more rap tapes
The Wu-Tang are constantly creating and releasing new music, always hungry and never satisfied with past successes.


And use the wu-tang symbol to communicate
The Wu-Tang symbol represents and communicates their power and success in the rap game, and they will use it as a tool to leverage their influence even further.


Rza over and out.....
The Wu-Tang are always in control and have the last word, ending their verbal assault with authority.




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@unblessingthepurity6163

[RZA]
Yeah, yeah, yeah - one two, one two
Aiyyo, Wu-Tang's invincible
Better understand the principle
My man Muggs, droppin phat tracks like drugs
Breaker-breaker one two, breaker-breaker one two
You're breakin' up - peace

"We're at the crossroads, our immediate future
Is the worst war man will ever know."

[Verse One: Genius/GZA]
Via satellite from the Wu-mansion
Still branchin' off the tree that sparked any MC
And the fruit that fell far was the ripest
It was Cypress, let the media hype this
Promotion niggas snipe this
Push it like tray bags of 72
Kept niggas in suede rags
Microphone psycho, who flips the mic so well
Hell without bail, in jams packed like jail-cells
Theres no escaping, once my blade starts scrapin'
Niggas flakin', wannabe MCs is shakin'
My sword indeed make more niggas bleed
So swift naked eye couldn't record the speed
I lost ya, wit that offer; nigga that'll cost ya
Feel the strings of torture
Must've been the half-gal
That's the shit he drinkin', that got him thinkin'
That he could trash the ship and get me sinkin'
I told him, "Come back when you're sober"
Drunk-ass punk, on the motherfuckin' Hunt for Red October
Don't even catch me when I'm blunted
Rhymes start runnin' like loops on a SP-1200
Instruments the terror on warship, its corporate
Visual niggas paint portraits
[Verse Two: RZA]
Yo, Check the mic line for wire-taps
We're under attack, man your stations, take aim, proceed
Fire back, all hands on deck: cadet, vets, insert cassettes
Tracks snap heads like berets; catch web-sites like internet
Chief, I detected vehicles approaching from the East
Pass the infrared binoculars, captain, so I can see
Sound the alarm; call for the suicidal-kamikaze ninjas with the bombs
Flashes of neon, all we saw was flying arms
Anytime I come by, alumni cut short their air supply
Send 'em back like George McFly
I, be holdin' this; travel ground like a motorist
Poisonous gas released from my track, its odorless and tasteless
Like Ghost is face-less
Which allowed the God to break backs, and beat a hundred cases
MCs heads weave like trees, in a breeze to rhymes like these
Underwater flow strike like torpedoes
You get plugged more than Del Rio; played short like De Vito
Split the fuck up like Mike-Jack and Tito
Sword cuts sharper than Concorde needles
Call my second private, tell 'em write this important message to Cypress
I heard Yacub's assistant on the island was Dr. Titus
And they just released a new deadly virus
To infiltrate the Western States
It's time to pump out more rap tapes
And use the Wu-Tang symbol to communicate
RZA, over and out...



@6955beniegn

Yeah, yeah, yeah - one two, one two
Aiyyo, Wu-Tang's invincible
But understand the principle
My man Muggs, droppin phat tracks like drugs
Breaker-breaker one two, breaker-breaker one two
You're breakin' up - peace

"We're at the crossroads, our immediate future
Is the worst war man will ever know."

Via satellite from the Wu-mansion
Still branchin' off the tree that sparked any MC
And the fruit that fell far was the ripest
It was Cypress, let the media hype this
Promotion niggas snipe this
Push it like tray bags of 72
Kept niggas in suede rags
Microphone psycho, who flips the mic so well
Hell without bail, in jams packed like jail-cells
Theres no escaping, once my blade starts scrapin'
Niggas flakin', wannabe MCs is shakin'
My sword indeed make more niggas bleed
So swift naked eye couldn't record the speed
I lost ya, wit that offer; nigga that'll cost ya
Feel the strings of torture
Must've been the half-gal
That's the shit he drinkin', that got him thinkin'
That he could trash the ship and get me sinkin'
I told him, "Come back when you're sober"
Drunk-ass punk, on the motherfuckin' Hunt for Red October
Don't even catch me when I'm blunted
Rhymes start runnin' like loops on a SP-1200
Instruments the terror on warship, its corporate
Visual niggas paint portraits

Yo, Check the mic line for wire-taps
We're under attack, man your stations, take aim, proceed
Fire back, all hands on deck: cadet, vets, insert cassettes
Tracks snap heads like berets; catch web-sites like internet
Chief, I detected vehicles approaching from the East
Pass the infrared binoculars, captain, so I can see
Sound the alarm; call for the suicidal-kamikaze ninjas with the bombs
Flashes of neon, all we saw was flying arms
Anytime I come by, alumni cut short their air supply
Send 'em back like George McFly
I, be holdin' this; travel ground like a motorist
Poisonous gas released from my track, its odorless and tasteless
Like Ghost is face-less
Which allowed the God to break backs, and beat a hundred cases
MCs heads weave like trees, in a breeze to rhymes like these
Underwater flow strike like torpedoes
You get plugged more than Del Rio; played short like De Vito
Split the fuck up like Mike-Jack and Tito
Sword cuts sharper than Concorde needles
Call my second private, tell 'em write this important message to Cypress
I heard Yacub's assistant on the island was Dr. Titus
And they just released a new deadly virus
To infiltrate the Western States
It's time to pump out more rap tapes
And use the Wu-Tang symbol to communicate
RZA, over and out...

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@lakeboyshino

"Don't even catch me when I'm blunted, rhymes start running like loops on a SP1200" ... I'm gone gza you got it🤦

@lepsyche

This is one of those hidden gems of old school hip hop! if you're here you know, we've been rolling for a while! long live good music!!

@Nascarthelastcornerbender

Hidden Gems...Bro this was big when it dropped....2nd single to Muggs solo debut....everything but hidden. One of Wu strongest records.

@Phyerbyrd13AZ

this comment is a testament to that 10 yrs strong.. saw them last night PHX AZ 9.30.22 Wu Tang For Life Killa bEez we on da swarm

@m_smart

This is not Old School Hip Hop, you would know, if you were around back then!! ✌🏼✌🏼

@graystar212

2023 I made a song to this sample

@Epochs33

Crazy , this is the first time I heard this record !

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@filippecyna4418

I will never understand how these tracks dont get recognition

@davidvincent9545

They do to who know the best hip hop my friend😊

@jarvisragins9212

This is one of those classic albums that you can throw in the deck and let it ride without skipping a track

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