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Wu-Tang Clan Lyrics


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What's yo' name?
What's yo' naaaaaame?
My name is, Ol Dirty Bastard, and I'ma alkaholik
Yeah me too nigga

You're now rockin with Tha Liks so start reachin' for the ozone
I see some girls I know but y'all look different with your clothes on
What's up though, Tash came to steal it like the Grinch
While I'm leavin' niggaz puzzled like I said my shit in French
But it's all Olde English that I'm bringin' from beneath
Try to bite my style on wax and watch these lyrics crack your teeth
Cause I make words Connect like Westside when I test glide
My drunken lyrical hanglider, nobody's tighter
Than a ruff rap provider, with ninety ways to peel ya
So I know the three words (Tash'll kill ya) sound familiar
I filter out the weak every time I speak
I drink to hit the peak to make my mind go (beep)
I'm def-da-fyin, you rappin' like my client
Tryin to scrape me for the style that slam harder than Kobe Bryant
Be quiet! This is Likwidation from the West
Motherfuck ya boozy show, I got my own special guest

Yo, yo, breaker breaker breaker one-nine
I bust this bitch in the behind with the silver shine
Cause she thought she was fine
She winked at me, I thought it was fine
This nigga poutin', this hoe was mine
I had the alcohol in me, took my time
Let a nigga ro-tate turn on the table
Put in the diamond needle, pull it to your ego
What? You the king in the chair on my ground
The Tyson of sound, it's twenty seconds to a round
Scavenger nigga, youse a shrimp, a full line of shit
My ear can't digest it
Stop drinkin' all that motherfuckin' water, let's take it to the land
So I can Godzilla up your sheeit, Mr. Tiny Tim man
Niggaz be creepin' up my beanstalk
When I start to come down on your fuckin asses
Try to chip shit on up, get these nuts
Motherfucker what!!

The Ro pimped the flow like a hoe, so I should rap on the mack-raphone
My rhymes hittin' hard enough to crack a bone
I divide square MC's like math
Bend you in half and drink a Genuine Draft
I stop him, then I skied out with all wampum
When he's layin on the ground, I let my Dog Scrilla chop him
(Switch reels) I feels its all about skills
The outcome's unbelievable like Tyson/Holyfield
Your lyrics are loaners return em to they rightful owners
My style is wild, like G's or the pistolas
No need to ask, I put you on like a ski mask
We can Fight the Power like this was P.E. class
I Bomb Squads like Hank Shock
Peace to my nigga Scott puttin' stickers on the block
I drink more Brewsters than Punky
It's the further adventures of the hip-hop drunkies

You bithces are hoes
Put it in ya like my motherfuckin hoe
Or in your butthole/earhole
Whever the fuck it goes
(repeat 2X)

Yeah, yo, yo, yo
No disrespect to any architect
Who tried to perfect, oh what the heck
I'm a MC director, rhyme inspector
Rated top ten, Brooklyn borough sector

Its the Packtown original be-boy I'm rappin'
What's happenin', so dope got the pope clappin'
I'm smackin', on some chicken, what you kickin'
You trickin', while I'm vickin' hoes you stick your dick in

Step outta place, Tash'll smack your taste out your face
Cause there's nowhere to hide unless you move to outer space
Cause I waste motherfuckers like toxic fumes
So you betta (make room) when you hear the (boom boom)

Hey sugar plum, how can you assume
That the pitch of the volume, doesn't have no tune
I'm not your everyday, regular rap star peddler
One on one at your rap seminar
Beware of the hard way, three's the hard way
At you fuckers

So aiyyo, my name is J-Ro
And my style is so dope they call it ya-yo
I don't rap fast, I love green grass
Nuttin' nice on the mic, call me a mean ass

Extra da-llama, bring hahaha
Extra extra bring the da-llama
Verse a better one, then slice-a-versa
God acre, massacre murdered
Also known as a rap wrecka, not a rhyme rebel
You're just rhyme to survive streets
True beaters, minerals and rhymes survive lyrics
Like the acre without the attic, but not the only Asiatic
True God but my dick is my lightning rob
Hoe don't kick that mumbo jumbo

See this the type of shit niggaz don't try at home
I come funkin' up the spot like Micheal Jordan's cologne
With the megadrunken, style to keep the crowd pumpin'
Niggaz lookin' at me like, 'Tash is up to somethin'
(Get drunk and I stumbled) but I didn't come to trip
I came to bring it to ya humb-le
Tumb-le all your plots and all your plans
Ol Dirty's in the house and that's my motherfuckin' man!

[Repeat x2]
It's the Likwid crew
Comin' through with Ol Dirty from the Wu




Passin' your party, jettin' out with all the brew
So what y'all new, niggaz think you want to do?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to the song "Hip Hop Drunkies" by Wu-Tang Clan are a perfect example of the raw, unapologetic, and unfiltered nature of 90s rap. The song starts with a dialogue between two rappers, Ol Dirty Bastard and another rapper, both discussing their love for alcohol. They are then joined by The Liks, and proceed to drop bars designed to impress, challenge, and provoke their listeners.


The lyrics, while seemingly random and disjointed, are actually highly crafted, with each line intended to create a mood, a flow or a vibe that adds to the overall energy and intensity of the song. Whether it's Ol Dirty Bastard's slurred speech or the frenzied rap of The Liks, the song is meant to be a celebration of rap music, its culture and its camaraderie.


The song is also notable for its wide-ranging references, both to other artists in the rap genre as well as pop culture more generally. The song references everyone from Kobe Bryant to the Grinch, and its lyrics move deftly between highly specific references and more general imagery designed to evoke a mood or feeling.


Line by Line Meaning

What's yo' name?
Please introduce yourself to me.


What's yo' naaaaaame?
Please tell me your name in a more exaggerated manner.


My name is, Ol Dirty Bastard, and I'ma alkaholik
I am introducing myself as Ol Dirty Bastard, and I have a strong addiction to alcohol.


Yeah me too nigga
I can relate to you because I also have the same addiction to alcohol.


You're now rockin with Tha Liks so start reachin' for the ozone
You are now listening to Tha Liks, so get ready for an amazing experience and reach for the highest level of enjoyment.


I see some girls I know but y'all look different with your clothes on
I recognize some familiar girls, but they appear different when fully dressed.


What's up though, Tash came to steal it like the Grinch
Hello, I'm Tash, and I'm here to steal the show, just like the Grinch who steals Christmas.


While I'm leavin' niggaz puzzled like I said my shit in French
I'm leaving people confused and puzzled, just as if I spoke in a language they don't understand, like French.


But it's all Olde English that I'm bringin' from beneath
However, the style of alcohol I am bringing is like Olde English, a strong and classic type of alcoholic beverage.


Try to bite my style on wax and watch these lyrics crack your teeth
If anyone tries to copy my unique style in their music, they will face the consequences as my lyrics will forcefully strike them.


Cause I make words Connect like Westside when I test glide
I have the ability to make words flow smoothly and effortlessly, just like the Westside when I experiment with my music.


My drunken lyrical hanglider, nobody's tighter
My intoxicated and melodious style of rapping is unmatched by anyone else.


Than a ruff rap provider, with ninety ways to peel ya
I am a rough and skilled rapper who has numerous ways to verbally defeat my opponents.


So I know the three words (Tash'll kill ya) sound familiar
My catchphrase, 'Tash'll kill ya,' may sound familiar to some people because of my reputation for delivering deadly lyrics.


I filter out the weak every time I speak
Whenever I speak, I separate the weak individuals from the strong ones, as I only associate myself with the best.


I drink to hit the peak to make my mind go (beep)
I consume alcohol to reach the highest level of creativity and to push my mind to its limits.


I'm def-da-fyin, you rappin' like my client
I am defying the norms and breaking boundaries, while you are just following the same old formula like my client.


Tryin to scrape me for the style that slam harder than Kobe Bryant
You are attempting to imitate my powerful and impactful style, which hits harder than Kobe Bryant's basketball moves.


Be quiet! This is Likwidation from the West
Be silent and pay attention. This is the movement and takeover of Likwidation from the West Coast.


Motherfuck ya boozy show, I got my own special guest
I don't care about your alcohol-themed show. I have my own special guest and my own plans.


Yo, yo, breaker breaker breaker one-nine
Hey, attention! This is an urgent message delivered through the radio communication channel.


I bust this bitch in the behind with the silver shine
I metaphorically hit this person hard with my extraordinary talent and shine just like silver.


Cause she thought she was fine
I punished her because she believed she was exceptional or attractive.


She winked at me, I thought it was fine
When she gave me a flirty gesture, I found it acceptable or appealing.


This nigga poutin', this hoe was mine
This person is upset, but this woman belonged to me.


I had the alcohol in me, took my time
I had consumed alcohol, which gave me confidence and allowed me to take my time.


Let a nigga ro-tate turn on the table
Allow me, as a DJ, to rotate or control the turntable.


Put in the diamond needle, pull it to your ego
I carefully insert the diamond needle into the vinyl record and draw out the music that boosts your ego or sense of self-importance.


What? You the king in the chair on my ground
What? You believe you are the superior authority when you are literally sitting on my territory.


The Tyson of sound, it's twenty seconds to a round
I am the heavyweight champion of producing great sound, similar to Mike Tyson in boxing, and it takes only twenty seconds to deliver a knockout performance.


Scavenger nigga, youse a shrimp, a full line of shit
You are a lowlife opportunist, a small and insignificant individual who is full of lies.


My ear can't digest it
I cannot tolerate or believe what I am hearing.


Stop drinkin' all that motherfuckin' water, let's take it to the land
Stop engaging in boring and safe activities. Let's do something exciting and daring.


So I can Godzilla up your sheeit, Mr. Tiny Tim man
I will dominate or overpower your weak situation like Godzilla, even though you may feel superior for now, Mr. Tiny Tim man.


Niggaz be creepin' up my beanstalk
Some people are secretly trying to invade or sabotage my success.


When I start to come down on your fuckin asses
When I begin to criticize or reprimand all of you severely.


Try to chip shit on up, get these nuts
If you attempt to provoke or challenge me, you will receive a harsh response or be reminded of your insignificance.


The Ro pimped the flow like a hoe, so I should rap on the mack-raphone
J-Ro skillfully controlled and enhanced the flow of the music, just like a pimp maneuvering a prostitute. Therefore, I consider myself a master at rapping.


My rhymes hittin' hard enough to crack a bone
My lyrics have such a powerful impact that they can metaphorically break bones.


I divide square MC's like math
I separate mediocre or average MCs into individual parts, just like a mathematical operation.


Bend you in half and drink a Genuine Draft
I will metaphorically fold you in half and enjoy a cold Genuine Draft beer while doing so.


I stop him, then I skied out with all wampum
I abruptly interrupted his actions, then swiftly left with all of his possessions or wealth.


When he's layin on the ground, I let my Dog Scrilla chop him
When he is defenseless or defeated, I allow my loyal friend named Dog Scrilla to attack or harm him.


(Switch reels) I feels its all about skills
(Changing topics) I strongly believe that success and recognition in this industry are solely based on skills and talent.


The outcome's unbelievable like Tyson/Holyfield
The final result or impact that we achieve is extraordinary and impossible to believe, similar to the legendary boxing matches between Tyson and Holyfield.


Your lyrics are loaners return em to they rightful owners
Your lyrics are unoriginal and borrowed from someone else, so you should give them back to their rightful creators.


My style is wild, like G's or the pistolas
My artistic style is rebellious and unpredictable, just like gangsters or guns.


No need to ask, I put you on like a ski mask
You don't have to beg for my assistance, as I will support and promote you just as easily as putting on a ski mask.


We can Fight the Power like this was P.E. class
We have the ability to stand up against oppression or authority, similar to protesting in a physical education class.


I Bomb Squads like Hank Shock
I forcefully and effectively dismantle groups or teams just like Hank Shock, a member of the music group Bomb Squad.


Peace to my nigga Scott puttin' stickers on the block
Shout out to my friend Scott who is promoting our music by placing stickers around the neighborhood.


I drink more Brewsters than Punky
I consume a larger quantity of alcoholic drinks than Punky, a well-known character from a TV show.


It's the further adventures of the hip-hop drunkies
We are exploring and experiencing more adventures in the world of hip-hop while under the influence of alcohol.


You bitches are hoes
You women are promiscuous or disrespectful individuals.


Put it in ya like my motherfuckin hoe
I will engage in sexual activities with you just like I do with my own prostitute.


Or in your butthole/earhole
I will engage in sexual activities with you either through anal penetration or by whispering in your ear.


Whever the fuck it goes
Wherever the fuck we decide to engage in these sexual activities.


(repeat 2X)
(repeated twice)


No disrespect to any architect
I want to clarify that I have no intention of disrespecting any talented individuals.


Who tried to perfect, oh what the heck
All those who attempted to master their craft, even though it may not have been perfect.


I'm a MC director, rhyme inspector
I have the creative ability to direct and control the art of being an MC, while also examining and analyzing lyrics.


Rated top ten, Brooklyn borough sector
I have achieved a high level of recognition and success, specifically within the Brooklyn borough of New York.


Its the Packtown original be-boy I'm rappin'
I represent the original style and essence of Packtown's hip-hop culture.


What's happenin', so dope got the pope clappin'
I'm greeting everyone and confirming that my music is so remarkable that even the Pope would applaud.


I'm smackin', on some chicken, what you kickin'
I'm enjoying and consuming fried chicken while questioning the quality or worth of what you are offering.


You trickin', while I'm vickin' hoes you stick your dick in
You are being deceived or fooled, while I am successfully seducing women you desire to have sexual intercourse with.


Step outta place, Tash'll smack your taste out your face
If you act out of line or disrespect me, I will forcefully hit you and knock the taste out of your mouth.


Cause there's nowhere to hide unless you move to outer space
You have no escape or safe place to hide unless you leave this world and go to outer space.


Cause I waste motherfuckers like toxic fumes
I eliminate or destroy individuals just as toxic fumes would harm or kill.


So you betta (make room) when you hear the (boom boom)
I advise you to create space or move aside when you hear the strong and powerful impact.


Hey sugar plum, how can you assume
Hello, my dear, how can you guess or expect something without having adequate knowledge or information?


That the pitch of the volume, doesn't have no tune
Do not mistakenly believe that the pitch or intensity of the music lacks melody or harmony.


I'm not your everyday, regular rap star peddler
I am not an ordinary rapper, but rather a unique and exceptional artist.


One on one at your rap seminar
I am willing to engage in face-to-face competition or perform my skills in front of your rap workshop or event.


Beware of the hard way, three's the hard way
Be cautious or wary of the difficult path or approach, which involves facing three challenging obstacles.


At you fuckers
I am directing this warning or threat at all of you who are engaging in foolish behavior.


So aiyyo, my name is J-Ro
Now, let me introduce myself. I am J-Ro.


And my style is so dope they call it ya-yo
My artistic style is incredibly amazing and mind-altering, just like a powerful drug called ya-yo.


I don't rap fast, I love green grass
Contrary to some rappers, I prefer to rap at a slower speed and enjoy the peacefulness of nature.


Nuttin' nice on the mic, call me a mean ass
I have a reputation for being aggressive and merciless on the microphone.


Extra da-llama, bring hahaha
I bring additional humor or laughter to the table, just like an extra dose of llama (a fun animal).


Extra extra bring the da-llama
Additionally, I emphasize the humor or entertainment aspect, just like requesting an extra dose of llama.


Verse a better one, then slice-a-versa
I deliver a superior and more impressive verse, just as the process of slicing and reversing.


God acre, massacre murdered
I metaphorically dominate or wipe out my opponents, just like a divine being overseeing a violent killing.


Also known as a rap wrecka, not a rhyme rebel
I am recognized as a rapper who destroys or disrupts, rather than someone who openly defies or rebels against rhymes.


You're just rhyme to survive streets
You are merely creating rhymes to survive or make it in the tough streets.


True beaters, minerals and rhymes survive lyrics
Only true experts in creating beats, meaningful lyrics, and rhythms can survive and excel in this industry.


Like the acre without the attic, but not the only Asiatic
Similar to an acre without an attic, I am a significant and valuable artist, but not the only talented Asian in this field.


True God but my dick is my lightning rob
I am a true god in terms of my abilities, but my penis is like a thunderbolt or source of power.


Hoe don't kick that mumbo jumbo
Lady, don't speak incoherent or meaningless words.


See this the type of shit niggaz don't try at home
This is the kind of bold and daring activity that people should not attempt in their own homes.


I come funkin' up the spot like Micheal Jordan's cologne
I bring intense energy and excitement to any location, just like the strong scent of Michael Jordan's cologne.


With the megadrunken, style to keep the crowd pumpin'
Using my extremely intoxicated state, I continue to deliver a style of music that keeps the audience euphoric and excited.


Niggaz lookin' at me like, 'Tash is up to somethin'
People are observing and suspecting that I, Tash, am planning or scheming something.


(Get drunk and I stumbled) but I didn't come to trip
I may have gotten drunk and appeared unsteady, but I didn't come here to make mistakes or fail.


I came to bring it to ya humb-le
I came here to deliver my performance and skills to you in a humble and down-to-earth manner.


Tumb-le all your plots and all your plans
I will disrupt and overthrow all of your schemes or strategies.


Ol Dirty's in the house and that's my motherfuckin' man!
Ol Dirty Bastard is present, and he is my dear friend and associate.


[Repeat x2]
(repeated twice)


It's the Likwid crew
We are the Likwid crew, a group of artists.


Comin' through with Ol Dirty from the Wu
Here we come, accompanied by Ol Dirty Bastard from the Wu-Tang Clan.


Passin' your party, jettin' out with all the brew
We are making a brief appearance at your party and quickly leaving with all the alcohol.


So what y'all new, niggaz think you want to do?
So what's new with all of you? Do any of you think you can match or challenge our skills and abilities?




Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Written by: MARLON LU'REE WILLIAMS, THA ALKOHOLIKS

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