Right Back At You
Wu-Tang Clan Lyrics

Now, '94 to '95, innocent without crime
During the years 1994 to 1995, we were young and naive, not involved in any criminal activity.

(Drop that shit)Yeah, yeah, check it out
Listen up, pay attention to what comes next.

Now run for your life, or you wanna get your heat, whatever
You have two options: either flee for your safety or gather your weapons and prepare for a confrontation.

We can die together
If it comes down to it, I'm willing to face death alongside you.

As long as I send your maggot ass to the essence
Regardless of the outcome, my goal is to eliminate you completely and without remorse.

I don't give a fuck about my presence
I couldn't care less about my own existence in this situation.

I'm lost in the blocks of hate and can't wait
I'm consumed by anger and resentment, eagerly anticipating the next opportunity for conflict.

For the next crab nigga to step and meet fate
I eagerly await the next weak and insignificant individual to challenge me, as they will inevitably meet a tragic end.

I'm lethal when I see you, there is no sequel
When I confront you, I become a deadly force, and there will be no second chance for you.

24-7, mac 11 is my people
My loyal companions are always armed with deadly Mac-11 firearms, ready to act at any time.

So why you wanna end your little life like this?
Why would you willingly choose to put your own life at risk in such a reckless manner?

Cause now you bump heads with kids that's lifeless
You have unknowingly provoked a confrontation with individuals who already live a dangerous and potentially deadly lifestyle.

I live by the day only if I survive
My existence is uncertain, and each day is a struggle for survival.

The last night, damn right, I ain't tryin' to fight
Given the precariousness of existence, I have no desire to engage in meaningless physical confrontations.

We can settle this like some grown men on the concrete floor
Let's resolve our differences in a mature and civilized manner, without resorting to violence.

My slugs will put a stop to your hardcore
However, if push comes to shove, my bullets will quickly bring an end to your tough demeanor.

Ways of action, I grab the gat, then
In situations that demand action, I swiftly reach for my firearm.

Ain't no turning back when I start blastin'
Once I begin shooting, there is no retreat or second thoughts.

Pick up the handle and insert the potion
I firmly grip the gun's handle and load it with deadly ammunition.

Cock the shit back in a calm like motion
I calmly and methodically cock the gun, preparing for the upcoming confrontation.

No signs of anger or fear cause you the one in danger
I show no outward signs of anger or fear because it is you who should be worried about your safety.

Never share your plans with a stranger, word is bond
It's essential to never reveal your intentions or strategies to someone you don't fully trust, that's a fundamental principle.

I put the drop on you kid, now I got you
I have successfully caught you off guard and now have the upper hand in this situation.

You got the heart to get busy without your crew?
Do you possess the courage to confront me without the support and protection of your associates?

Let's get it on nigga, do what we gotta do
Let's engage in this confrontation, doing whatever is necessary to resolve our differences.

You buckin' me, I'm buckin' right back at you
If you decide to challenge me, I will immediately respond with equal force and aggression.

Fuck where you at kid, it's where you're from
It doesn't matter where you currently reside, what matters is the neighborhood and community you belong to.

Cause where I'm from, niggas pack nothin' but the big guns
In my hometown, individuals are heavily armed with powerful firearms.

Around my way, niggas don't got remorse for out-of-towners
In my neighborhood, we have no sympathy or mercy for individuals from outside the area.

Come through fronting and get stuffed with the 3-pounder
If you come here acting arrogantly or disrespectfully, you will likely be shot with a .357 Magnum.

The loud sounder, ear ringer
The sharp and deafening sound of the gunshots will ring in your ears.

And I'm a point the finger, at all you wannabe gunslingers
I will expose and identify all the fake and inexperienced individuals who pretend to be skilled with firearms.

You got a real ice grill but are you really real
Your intimidating facial expression may impress some, but are you truly authentic and genuine?

Step to the hill and I'ma test your gun skills
If you dare to challenge me, I will assess and evaluate your proficiency with firearms.

Cause real niggas don't try to profile
Genuine individuals don't feel the need to present a false image or act in a boastful manner.

You just a chump who needs to get drunk to buckwild
You're nothing more than a weakling who relies on alcohol to gather the courage to behave recklessly.

But swing that bullshit this way
If you attempt to bring your nonsense in my direction,

And I'm a make your visit to the bridge a motherfucking short stay
I will ensure that your time spent in this neighborhood is brief and unpleasant, perhaps even resulting in harm to you.

Queensbridge, that's where I'm from
I proudly hail from Queensbridge, a neighborhood known for its toughness and resilience.

The place where stars are born and phony rappers get done
Queensbridge is a breeding ground for talented artists, but it is also where fake and fraudulent musicians meet their demise.

6 blocks and you might not make it through
Within just six blocks, your chances of survival rapidly diminish.

What you gonna do when my whole crew is blazing at you
When my entire group opens fire on you, what actions will you take in response?

With macs and tecs to lend to get your dome crush
We are armed with Mac-10 and Tec-9 firearms, ready to unleash a hail of bullets upon you, striking your head.

You thought that you could come around my way and beef, stupid fuck
You foolishly believed that you could provoke a conflict in my neighborhood, but you severely underestimated the consequences.

What the hell you smoking? What the fuck possessed you
What drugs are you under the influence of? What irrational thoughts led you to make such a foolish decision?

To come out your face, now I have to wet you
By disrespecting and provoking me, you have forced me to violently attack and potentially kill you.

Throw on my Timbs, black mask and black serpent
I quickly put on my Timberland boots, a black mask, and prepare a black handgun.

Twist a nigga cap, then jump in the J-30
I shoot and kill an opposing individual, then swiftly escape in my black BMW 730i.

Who's the richest nigga in the project, who got it locked
Who is the most financially successful individual in the neighborhood, who has complete control and dominance?

Rocking Convertibles, drop tops and mad hot
Driving luxurious convertible vehicles, with the convertible tops down, showcasing our wealth and status.

Peace to that whiz kid and playas on his team
Respect and recognition to the talented and intelligent individual, as well as his affiliated group of skilled individuals.

Who's organized, all eyeballs is on CREAM
This organized and well-coordinated team is the center of attention and admiration, as they are focused on accumulating wealth (Cash Rules Everything Around Me).

And your whole clique got nothin' but raw shit
Every member of your group possesses only genuine and unfiltered intensity and aggression.

Whip after whip, stay flashing your dick on tricks
Continuously driving luxury vehicles, consistently flaunting your wealth and dominance over women.

Your whole crew's ravishing, team's untouchable
Your entire group exudes attractiveness, and your team is considered invincible and immune to retaliation.

In the jungle, banging NaS, Mobb Deep and Wu
Within this urban environment, we listen to and support artists like Nas, Mobb Deep, and the Wu-Tang Clan.

There's money out there, guns catch crumbs, those are your sons
There is ample wealth to be attained, and firearms are the means by which lower-level individuals attempt to obtain a small portion of it - they are essentially your followers or offspring.

Jums is in the mailboxes, bitches holding your guns
Drugs are readily available in the community, with women acting as couriers or protectors of the firearms.

You know what's out there, thousands of gram, wrapped in Saran
You are fully aware of the abundance of illicit drugs, specifically kilograms, meticulously packaged for distribution.

Sealed tight, keep the freshness, that's how we expand
The drugs are securely sealed to maintain their quality and preserve their potency, enabling us to grow our criminal enterprise.

Masked Avenger, drop your gun, son, now surrender
I, the anonymous and concealed vigilante, command you to disarm and surrender immediately.

Get ninjaed on the island, plus the Bridge, boy remember
If you resist, you will face a swift and deadly attack, not only on the island but also on the nearby bridge - a lesson you must not forget.

My little thug's selling drugs and he's struggling
One of the young individuals associated with me is involved in the illegal drug trade, and he is facing challenges and difficulties.

The game got him bugging, I tried to tell him slow down cousin
The dangerous and unpredictable nature of the drug trade has caused him to become mentally unstable and overwhelmed. I attempted to advise him to take a more cautious approach, as we are family.

But he vexed and niggas getting wet up in the projects
Despite my warnings, he has become agitated and aggressive, resulting in violence and bloodshed within our community.

But with no doubt, shorties out for his respect
However, without a doubt, the younger individuals in the neighborhood are seeking his admiration and approval.

But is his brain insane from the lye?
Is his mind becoming deranged and distorted due to his heavy use of drugs?

From smoking that 118 tiny tye
He is smoking a potent and dangerous strain of marijuana known as '118,' which is causing further mental instability.

Why, a nigga just died last week
Another individual recently lost their life, adding to the increasing death toll within our community.

As he swore he was grown and he's a thug in the street
Despite his young age, he claimed to be mature and a hardened criminal within the neighborhood.

But it's like that, my crew pump cracks and we pack mac
That's just the reality of our situation - my group sells drugs and carries Mac-10 firearms.

His eyes is wild with the rezzy monkey on his back
His eyes display signs of intense desire and addiction, reflecting the burden of his drug dependency.

But I'm stressed and he need to be blessed
I am experiencing great stress, and he needs guidance and protection from a higher power.

With a firepack, don't even go there cause it ain't like that
I possess a firearm for his protection, and I highly advise against engaging in any dangerous activities, as the consequences are severe and not worth it.

Slow down baby, he said, what, you trying to play me?
I cautioned him to take a more cautious and measured approach, but he responded with anger and accused me of disrespecting him.

You must be crazy, pulled out the heat and almost blazed me
He believed I was out of my mind, and in a fit of rage, he drew his own firearm and nearly shot me.

Then he was Swayze, the shot must of dazed me
In that moment, he acted recklessly, and although he missed, the shot momentarily stunned and disoriented me.

Thug selling drugs, busting slugs, but he ain't crazy
Although he engages in criminal activities and uses violence, he is not mentally unstable or insane like some would assume.