Fam Members Only feat. GZA
Masta Killa Lyrics

Yo, if you think you can fuck wit the Wu Clan Get ya nose swolled up like Toucan If you think you can fuck wit the wu clan you get ya nose swolen up like Toucan If you think you can fuck wit the Wu Clan You get ya nose swolen up like Toucan Sam, and we don't give a damn
If you mess with Wu-Tang Clan, there will be consequences. Your nose will swell up like Toucan's, and the Wu-Tang Clan won't care.

Bullets soaked in oil so the Tec can't jam Sippin on Carribean run, cocanut juice Smokin on that chocolate stick Open up two bottles of that brass monkey on some drunkie shit You R&B fake rappers suck a monkey dick I'm from back in the days with the Christmas for haze on my back, stripped out black You like that? Seven braids in my head My girl stays in the bed and she love to lay the eggs
The Wu-Tang Clan's bullets are soaked in oil to prevent gun malfunctions. They enjoy drinking Caribbean run and smoking cannabis. They mock R&B musicians who aren't true rappers. RZA reminisces about his Christmas memories and his hairstyles. He also mentions his girlfriend who loves to lay eggs.

Prepare for the mic onslaught swift with the sword Slick Lord, holdin my weight homing abroad The crowd roared for the peeps playing for the streets I reeped and sewed, scriptures weeved and woved Behold gold for the people equal Fresh on the weekend Wu-Tang, Biggie smalls live at the beacon Backstage drinks on the house the show was bangin Brothers Grey Goosin, Wu was Tanquerayin Allah teaching schools in session The Gods speakin I'm just knowledging Snake handshakes and fake hugs Waiting for the hour to devour and splatter ya heads of powder I'm a slave to the rhythm but never to a mental deaf and power The hour has come We got y'all eleven to one son You done off, too late to break off Tactics are hazardous to the health, bomb stealth Rifle stay M-16, know what I mean? Know what I mean?
Masta Killa prepares for an energetic performance with his sword-like flow. He receives love from the crowd and records his positive experiences. Killa praises others for equal sharing of wealth. He attends an upbeat party cheering and drinking Grey Goose and Tanqueray. Killa discusses God and teaches his invaluable knowledge while also recognizing fakeness. The hour for Wu-Tang to shine has come, and they are on a mission to destroy their competition. They are willing to use any tactic for success. Killa ends by asking if the listener knows what he means.

Great minds think alike We used to drink all night Think about things thats wrong and how to make it right Ice cold bottles of brass, time flashes A hundred blunts passes Before the God asked us What's the square miles of the planet? Why is the axis slanted? How much is covered by water? How much is granite? True-I-Master-Equality God body be flowing like the chi energy inside your artery Faithful as a polished rock against a tank The force of my wheel still kill shooting blanks Just from the sound alone ya heads blown Still scorin in the red zone you best of head home or get thrown to the dead zone Son we need to ill, interupt the Grammy show and teach the kids
RZA and his friends drink while brainstorming solutions to global problems. They discuss scientific facts such as the square miles and composition of the planet. They express their desire for peace and equality. RZA discusses the power of their rhymes and their resilience, and that even without weapons, they can destroy their opponents. They excel in performance, and even the sound of their music is powerful. RZA ends by expressing his willingness to teach the younger generation by disrupting the Grammy Awards ceremony.

I grew up around block parties ready to rock Behind a roll nigga wit my rhyme on cock First shot first nigga who had shit to pop My bad weather blew the feathers off a hundred flocks Seventy precent goose, thirty duck Get stuck if each link in ya chain is truck Can't come in this rhyme cypha wit nine snipers Charged off the juice from the pied pipers Walk around B-Boys, DJ's, MC's Through rap, never thinkin their ways of TV It was strictly all about about magnificent rhyme clout The R.E.C. Room, two dollars with the flyer, three without Now his wigs pushed back, name's removed off the plaque Too wild to reanact, with tax Thats the price to pay, my goal is to aim and spray My night is the same as day
GZA grew up in a neighborhood with block parties where everyone was ready for music. He was confident with his rap skills and ready to defend himself. He was the first to shoot if anyone made trouble. His rap game is so powerful that it causes chaos wherever he goes. GZA discusses the hierarchy of people and warns that one's weaknesses can make them vulnerable in the rap world. He then reflects on his early days and how people were only focused on music, not commercial success. He talks about the cost of success and his obsession with rapping day and night.

Yo Just', what we stand for? What we strive for? What we live for? What we give for? What we die for? Strictly fam members only Strictly fam members only
The chorus reiterates the Wu-Tang Clan's values of loyalty, righteousness, and family. They ask what they stand and strive for, live and give for, and even die for, and the answer is their family. They emphasize that only family members are allowed in their inner circle.