Duck Seazon
Wu-Tang Clan Lyrics


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Yo, my team be bellyaching hungry niggas on the swarm again
Pirahna niggas bite dick, yo Son, it's on again
What up, he made a move, try to assist it
Listen kid yo, you was born to be a pawn but I'm a bishop
Back to the novel, you Son, it's logical
How you figure god, what, flow on the track, flip the obstacle
Now my proposal rips the global
From California to courts, it's over God so, taste the soul food
Remember baggy jeans, the Timberlands in November
Shorty called me Santa in December
But guess what, my Wally's got messed up
Autograph pressed up what, blessed enough to blow your rest up
We scrape that, Land O' Lake that
My dolo rapper get you sent back
Represent the gentlemens who bent that
Flash medallions like Italians, la costra nostra
We movin through your hood like we supposed ta, flexin'
Lex and Diamonds hold the settlement
So keep the bust the gun Boo
Like that bad ass bitch in Dead Presidents
Add on, the billboard sloan
Check it now, you get the gold dick award
It's like jail, and it's the sixth floor
Test me, floating in the S.E., now let's see
Half of y'all niggas built your vine from my stress tree
Faggots, homos, yo, my flavor liver than adobo
Stay militant kid, twist ya like bolo
You fucking idiot, playing with my Clan but you be fearin' it
Fake one, I'm guaranteed to make you take one
Please, y'all niggas money's gettin' low
But could you come back though, set up shop, and get the fat glow?
Tired of y'all, mostly inspired by y'all
So what the deal now, link up with us, or put your shield down
Faggot (bitch), you fuck around punk (seven fifteen)
We battle for cream nigga

You want a pound crab? Nah let his hand swing
I ought to punch a hole in his palm with these pointy ass rings
No more said, knew your chump ass was dead
When I saw the four four reflecting off your shiny forehead
It's Wu-Tang nigga, ain't nuttin' changed nigga
Still shame on a nigga, who tried to run game
Your version of perversion, fuckin bitches on Persian rugs
Washin niggas like detergent, it's the surgeon
Slugs propels from Bobby Steele's 12 gauge
Front page, "Daily Chronicle" reads
"Hell up in Gotham, take heed and protect yo' seeds"
You fall like autumn leaves, you lack tranquility
In your rap utilities, to fuck with the abilities
Race like a sperm cell to the ovary
Microphone post tone like a rotary phone
Ancient poems and poetry, old sloans
Explosive head bullets, black hooded
Timberland footed ninjas, who full metal jacket clips
And know how to put it in you
Surrender your goods and your merchandise
For no purchase price, I'm certainly a heist
For your ice and curtains and vice
Come quietly, Wu-Tang Clan rules society
Because of variety, so maintain your high anxiety
And lead them to defy me, diary, ya Irie?
I need 18 points for my next joint, this high annointed king
To make a deal, I be the one to appoint
Steve Rifkind must have been sniffin'
To catch somethin so dope, it left Monica Lynch pussy drippin'
I fuck hundreds of bitches, and split millions of dollars
And built with thousands of scholars
My life saga from the hill to the harbor
Legal kid brown in Nicaragua
Gave birth to MC's, thieves and bank robbers
We drove expensive whips and took worldwide trips
And my dick's been sucked by the finest lips
Fancy delicatessens, and the world's best refreshment
But none of the above compare to the one-twenty lessons
Or my queen and my seeds, in the home that I rest in
Enter my zone get blown to 99 sections

This rhyme has no limitations, this time there's no hesitation
Collecting minds at the door, you want it niggas it's yours
The flavors raw, what the fuck you think I'm flowing for
It's rhyme and reason, bite the bullet
Niggas is foul and it's duck season
We at odds 'til we even motherfucker
Bad asses, high times, lower classes
Taste mine, straight shots in dirty glasses
Bring it to him, room service, under pressure
And mad nervy, wavin guns at the clergy
Ticallion, we ain't worried
Keep them sick niggas seven-thirty
Picture this, watch the birdy
These bastards is Ol and Dirty
With sharp pins that be stabbing you
Pins and needles, needles and pins
Nuff said, dick in your mouth like Tempest Bled'
As I race track with thoroughbreds, duckin the feds

Yo, my ice look fly up on the keyboard son
Niggas ran up on me law, praising what we do by the lords
That's right, exile the fake, hit them niggas like weight
Feed 'em food, let the fake evaporate
Reconstruction, that's the whole science on my, production
Y'all niggas guess who stuck son, left his nuts hungs
Switch, finger itch, starin' at you like a bitch
Maybe y'all niggas snitched
Youse a loner, Adidas shell top while I
Sip a Corona, read the Robb Report, then bone her
Buy you some jewels, here's some food
Not necessarily mean to be rude boo, check out the analoo
We in the mushrooms, chased the high neck in the custom
Baggy jeans, thick ropes god, sliding through customs
Chill, y'all niggas know what time it is
James Bond Beamers behind me on Bacardi Limon
Check out the pitch like Nolan Ryan
He caught a slug for lyin'
Yeah you was lyin', where's the cash, cryin'
Militia, rollin' in position




Casa Blanca Cuban Link Christian
Lex retali' back whistlin' fake fucks

Overall Meaning

The song "Duck Seazon" by Wu-Tang Clan is a fierce diss track aimed at anyone who dared to challenge the rap group's supremacy. The lyrics of the song are blunt and confrontational, with the Wu-Tang Clan using aggressive language and violent imagery to assert their dominance. The opening lines of the song set the tone for the rest of the track, as the group declares that they are "hungry niggas on the swarm again" and warns their enemies that "it's on again". The references to pawns and bishops are a nod to the chess game, which is a recurring motif in Wu-Tang Clan's songs and represents the struggle for power and control.


The rest of the song goes on to describe the group's prowess in the rap game and their willingness to take on anyone who challenges them. The lyrics include boasts about the Wu-Tang Clan's wealth, their sexual conquests, and their ability to intimidate their rivals. The song ends with a warning to those who would dare to cross the Wu-Tang Clan, as the group declares that they are "rolling in position" and ready for any challenge that comes their way.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo, my team be bellyaching hungry niggas on the swarm again
My crew is a group of highly motivated individuals who are eager to achieve success once again


Pirahna niggas bite dick, yo Son, it's on again
There are jealous and envious individuals who are trying to imitate our style, but we're ready to prove ourselves once again


What up, he made a move, try to assist it
Someone tried to make a move against us, but I'm here to support my crew and counteract their actions


Listen kid yo, you was born to be a pawn but I'm a bishop
I see through your actions and know that you were meant to be easily manipulated, but I am a strategic thinker who will outsmart you


Back to the novel, you Son, it's logical
Returning to the story, it's clear and reasonable what needs to be done


How you figure god, what, flow on the track, flip the obstacle
Do you really think you can overcome the challenges? I'll prove you wrong with my smooth flow and ability to overcome any obstacle


Now my proposal rips the global
My idea or plan is so powerful that it can have a significant impact worldwide


From California to courts, it's over God so, taste the soul food
My influence reaches from California to legal matters, and it's undeniable that my style is satisfying and nourishing to the soul


Remember baggy jeans, the Timberlands in November
Think back to the fashion trends of baggy jeans and Timberlands during the month of November


Shorty called me Santa in December
Even in December, I was seen as a generous figure, comparable to Santa Claus


But guess what, my Wally's got messed up
But unfortunately, my Wallabee shoes got damaged


Autograph pressed up what, blessed enough to blow your rest up
I have autographed copies of my work, which are highly valued and have the power to disrupt your peace or comfort


We scrape that, Land O' Lake that
We gather every bit of value or opportunity available and make the most of it


My dolo rapper get you sent back
My solo performance as a rapper will make you retreat or be sent back to where you came from


Represent the gentlemens who bent that
I am here to represent the distinguished individuals who have overcome difficult situations and rise above them


Flash medallions like Italians, la costra nostra
Wearing flashy medallions like Italian mobsters from the infamous La Cosa Nostra


We movin through your hood like we supposed ta, flexin'
We are moving through your neighborhood confidently and assertively, showing off our power and influence


Lex and Diamonds hold the settlement
I possess luxurious items such as Lexus cars and diamond jewelry that symbolize my wealth and success


So keep the bust the gun Boo
Continue to shoot your weapon, my friend


Like that bad ass bitch in Dead Presidents
Similar to the fierce female character in the movie 'Dead Presidents'


Add on, the billboard sloan
Additionally, I have a prominent presence like a billboard sign


Check it now, you get the gold dick award
When it comes to being successful and satisfying women, you receive the highest recognition or award


It's like jail, and it's the sixth floor
The situation feels restrictive and oppressive, just like being in jail on the sixth floor


Test me, floating in the S.E., now let's see
Challenge me and observe my abilities, as I float or move effortlessly in the Southeast region


Half of y'all niggas built your vine from my stress tree
Many of you have built your success or reputation by emulating my struggles and hardships


Faggots, homos, yo, my flavor liver than adobo
Derogatory words are used to describe individuals who are inferior to me, and my style is more vibrant and flavorful than the popular Filipino spice adobo


Stay militant kid, twist ya like bolo
Stay disciplined and focused, as I can manipulate or defeat you easily like twisting a bolo knife


You fucking idiot, playing with my Clan but you be fearin' it
You foolishly try to mess with my crew, but deep down, you are afraid of the consequences


Fake one, I'm guaranteed to make you take one
If you're a fake individual, I promise you that I will make you suffer the consequences or receive punishment


Please, y'all niggas money's gettin' low
Please, all of you are running out of money or facing financial struggles


But could you come back though, set up shop, and get the fat glow?
However, I wonder if you can bounce back, establish yourself, and attain wealth and success once again


Tired of y'all, mostly inspired by y'all
I am exhausted by your presence and actions, but paradoxically, I draw inspiration from them as well


So what the deal now, link up with us, or put your shield down
What is your decision now? Will you join forces with us or surrender and lower your defenses?


Faggot (bitch), you fuck around punk (seven fifteen)
You, weak and foolish individual, are playing games with dangerous consequences


We battle for cream nigga
We fight and compete relentlessly for money or wealth, my friend


You want a pound crab? Nah let his hand swing
You desire a confrontation? Okay, let the other person throw the first punch


I ought to punch a hole in his palm with these pointy ass rings
I should deliver a powerful punch that could potentially pierce the person's hand with my sharp rings


No more said, knew your chump ass was dead
There's no need for further discussion, as I already knew that you were defeated or doomed


When I saw the four four reflecting off your shiny forehead
I realized your fate was sealed when I saw the reflection of the gun pointing at your shiny forehead


It's Wu-Tang nigga, ain't nuttin' changed nigga
I am proudly representing the Wu-Tang Clan, and nothing about our style or reputation has changed


Still shame on a nigga, who tried to run game
I still feel contempt and scorn towards individuals who attempt to deceive or manipulate others


Your version of perversion, fuckin bitches on Persian rugs
Your distorted and perverted version of pleasure involves engaging in sexual activities on luxurious Persian rugs


Washin niggas like detergent, it's the surgeon
I am cleansing or eliminating individuals like dirty laundry, as I possess the surgical precision to do so


Slugs propels from Bobby Steele's 12 gauge
Bullets are fired from Bobby Steele's powerful 12 gauge shotgun


Front page, 'Daily Chronicle' reads
The front page of the 'Daily Chronicle' newspaper features news about the events we are involved in


'Hell up in Gotham, take heed and protect yo' seeds'
The situation is dangerous in our city, Gotham, so you should be cautious and protect your children


You fall like autumn leaves, you lack tranquility
You collapse or fail like the falling leaves of autumn because you lack inner calmness and peace


In your rap utilities, to fuck with the abilities
In your raps, you fail to match the skills and talents that I possess


Race like a sperm cell to the ovary
I am pursuing success and victory with great speed and determination, similar to a sperm cell racing towards an ovary


Microphone post tone like a rotary phone
My voice on the microphone has a classic and nostalgic tone, similar to a rotary phone


Ancient poems and poetry, old sloans
I pay homage to the ancient art of poetry and reciting old verses, just like the mythical figure Sloan


Explosive head bullets, black hooded
Bullets fired from my gun are extremely powerful and deadly, as I wear a black hooded jacket


Timberland footed ninjas, who full metal jacket clips
We are skilled ninjas with Timberland boots, and our weapons are fully loaded with metal jacket bullets


And know how to put it in you
We possess the knowledge and ability to defeat or control you


Surrender your goods and your merchandise
Give up your possessions and belongings


For no purchase price, I'm certainly a heist
I will take your items without paying, as I am an expert at stealing and pulling off heists


For your ice and curtains and vice
I will steal your expensive jewelry, household items, and indulge in your vices


Come quietly, Wu-Tang Clan rules society
Submit peacefully, as the Wu-Tang Clan exerts influence and control over society


Because of variety, so maintain your high anxiety
Because of our diverse style and abilities, you should remain anxious or on guard


And lead them to defy me, diary, ya Irie?
And guide them to challenge or confront me, as you document their actions, my friend, are you okay?


I need 18 points for my next joint, this high annointed king
I require 18 points to achieve my next victory or success, as I am the chosen and elevated king in this scenario


To make a deal, I be the one to appoint
To negotiate a deal, I am the one who will be in charge or making decisions


Steve Rifkind must have been sniffin'
Steve Rifkind, the record label executive, must have been under the influence of drugs when he recognized the greatness in us


To catch somethin so dope, it left Monica Lynch pussy drippin'
He signed us because our music was so incredible that even Monica Lynch, another industry figure, was highly aroused or excited by it


I fuck hundreds of bitches, and split millions of dollars
I have engaged in sexual relations with countless women and divided large sums of money


And built with thousands of scholars
I have formed connections and relationships with numerous knowledgeable individuals


My life saga from the hill to the harbor
My life story starts from humble beginnings on the hill and extends to the prosperous harbor


Legal kid brown in Nicaragua
I am recognized and respected in Nicaragua as a legitimate individual, despite my darker skin color


Gave birth to MC's, thieves and bank robbers
I have influenced the creation of talented MCs, as well as individuals who pursue illegal activities such as theft and bank robbery


We drove expensive whips and took worldwide trips
We owned luxurious cars and went on extravagant trips around the world


And my dick's been sucked by the finest lips
I have received oral pleasure from the most attractive individuals


Fancy delicatessens, and the world's best refreshment
I have dined at high-end delis and tasted the finest food and drinks in the world


But none of the above compare to the one-twenty lessons
However, none of those experiences or possessions can match the value and wisdom gained from the 120 teachings


Or my queen and my seeds, in the home that I rest in
The most valuable and cherished aspects of my life are my partner and children, waiting for me in the home where I find peace and solace


Enter my zone, get blown to 99 sections
Once you enter my territory or face me, you will be heavily defeated or destroyed into 99 fragments


This rhyme has no limitations, this time there's no hesitation
This rap has no boundaries or limitations, and this time there is no delay or doubt


Collecting minds at the door, you want it niggas it's yours
I am attracting and captivating the attention of listeners, letting them know that if they want what I have to offer, it is available to them


The flavors raw, what the fuck you think I'm flowing for
The style and essence of my rap is authentic and unfiltered, so what do you think I'm expressing?


It's rhyme and reason, bite the bullet
My rap has meaning and purpose, so you better face the harsh reality or consequences of your actions


Niggas is foul and it's duck season
People are behaving in a dishonest and despicable manner, and it's the perfect time to expose and confront them


We at odds 'til we even motherfucker
We are in conflict or at odds with each other until we settle the score, you damn fool


Bad asses, high times, lower classes
We are rebellious and defiant individuals who enjoy indulging in pleasures, despite our lower societal status


Taste mine, straight shots in dirty glasses
Experience the unique essence of my style, as we take clear shots from unclean or imperfect glasses


Bring it to him, room service, under pressure
Confront him directly, just like room service, even when facing intense pressure or challenges


And mad nervy, wavin guns at the clergy
Showing extreme audacity and boldness, as we threaten or intimidate even religious figures with our guns


Ticallion, we ain't worried
As members of the Wu-Tang Clan, we remain confident and fearless, my friend


Keep them sick niggas seven-thirty
Stay cautious and alert, as there are dangerous individuals trying to harm us


Picture this, watch the birdy
Imagine or visualize this scenario, and pay close attention or be observant


These bastards is Ol and Dirty
These individuals are deceitful and corrupt, just like Ol' Dirty Bastard from the Wu-Tang Clan


With sharp pins that be stabbing you
Using sharp or piercing lyrics, I am metaphorically attacking or hurting you


Pins and needles, needles and pins
The sensation of pins and needles or extreme discomfort, which I will inflict upon you


Nuff said, dick in your mouth like Tempest Bled'
Enough has been said, and I am confidently asserting my dominance over you, similar to how Tempest Bledsoe had control or influence


As I race track with thoroughbreds, duckin the feds
I am racing alongside highly skilled and talented individuals, while evading or avoiding law enforcement


Yo, my ice look fly up on the keyboard son
My jewelry looks incredibly impressive and attractive on the computer screen, my friend


Niggas ran up on me law, praising what we do by the lords
People approached me or approached my crew with great admiration, showing appreciation for our actions or work


That's right, exile the fake, hit them niggas like weight
Exactly, we banish or exclude the fake individuals and deliver powerful blows or attacks similar to hitting a heavy object


Feed 'em food, let the fake evaporate
Give them a taste of reality and let the phoniness or falsehood disappear


Reconstruction, that's the whole science on my production
Rebuilding and reinvention are the principles that guide my creative process


Y'all niggas guess who stuck son, left his nuts hungs
You all can only speculate or guess who is in a vulnerable or disadvantageous position, as I have defeated and weakened them


Switch, finger itch, starin' at you like a bitch
I change my approach or attitude swiftly, feeling the urge to take action against you, while giving you an intimidating glare


Maybe y'all niggas snitched
Perhaps some of you have betrayed or provided information to the authorities


Youse a loner, Adidas shell top while I
You are a lonely individual, wearing Adidas shell top sneakers, while I am


Sip a Corona, read the Robb Report, then bone her
Enjoying a Corona beer, reading a luxurious magazine like Robb Report, and then engaging in sexual activities


Buy you some jewels, here's some food
Purchase expensive jewelry for yourself, and here's some valuable knowledge or information as well


Not necessarily mean to be rude boo, check out the analoo
I don't mean to offend you, my dear, but take a close look and examine the situation


We in the mushrooms, chased the high neck in the custom
We are in a hallucinogenic state, seeking an intense or elevated experience, while wearing tailored clothing


Baggy jeans, thick ropes god, sliding through customs
Wearing loose-fitting jeans and thick gold chains, we are smoothly passing through customs or security checkpoints


Chill, y'all niggas know what time it is
Relax, my friends, as you are well aware of the situation or current circumstances


James Bond Beamers behind me on Bacardi Limon
I have luxurious James Bond-like BMW cars following me, while enjoying Bacardi Limon


Check out the pitch like Nolan Ryan
Observe or analyze the situation carefully, just like how Nolan Ryan, a famous baseball pitcher, would approach the game


He caught a slug for lyin'
He received a gunshot wound as punishment for his lies


Yeah you was lyin', where's the cash, cryin'
Indeed, you were lying, so now face the consequences and reveal where the money is, while showing signs of distress or sorrow


Militia, rollin' in position
The powerful and organized group I am a part of is moving as a united force


Casa Blanca Cuban Link Christian
I wear a luxurious Cuban Link necklace with a cross pendant, reminiscent of the classy and glamorous lifestyle portrayed in the movie 'Casablanca'


Lex retali' back whistlin' fake fucks
I respond with vengeance while whistling, targeting those fake individuals




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing
Written by: CLIFFORD SMITH, ROBERT F. DIGGS, RUSSELL T. JONES

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FarleyRuss

Rae's flow is unmatched

Gary Brien

no amount of pens wrote could possibly write that alone.

VINNIC303

All Wus lyrics and flows are unmatched!

Dominique Jones

Guess what my wallys got messed up

willie winston

Bro.....chef mercd dat fasho💯🔥

Clark Gray

Yea Ray killed it

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S. Salazar

Rza verse is a closure on the industry. Incredible. 'Surrender your goods and your merchandise for no purchase price, but certainly a heist for your ice, it's curtains, advice, come quietly.'

Shitisasscum

Wu tang rules society 🤷‍♂️

JAE WOODS

This album represents the peak of hip hop. Everything before it was building up to this and everything after never made it to this level. A collection of emcees spitting on god-level with perfect production. No b.s.

Young-M

Well written 👍🏻

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