Shame on a Nigga
Wu-Tang Clan Lyrics


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Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Who buck wild with the trigger
Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
I'll fuck your ass up

(Yo hut one, hut two, hut three, hut)
Ol' Dirty Bastard, live and uncut
Styles unbreakable, shatterproof
To the young youth, you wanna get gun? Shoot
Blaoww, how you like me now?
Don't fuck the style, ruthless wild
Do you wanna get your teeth knocked the fuck out?
Wanna get on it like that, well then shout

Yo RZA, yo razor, hit me with the major
The damage, my Clan understand it be flavor
Gunning, humming coming at ya
First I'm gonna get ya, once I got ya, I gat ya
You could never capture the Method Man's stature
For rhyme and for rapture, got niggas resigning, now master
My style? Never
I put the fucking buck in the wild kid, I'm terror
Razor sharp, I sever
The head from the shoulders, I'm better, than my competta
You mean competitor, whatever, let's get together

Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Who buck wild with the trigger

I react so thick, I'm phat and yo
Rae came blowing and blew off your headphones black
Rap from yo Cali to Texas
Smoother than a Lexus, now's my turn to wreck this
Brothers approach and half step
But ain't heard half of it yet and I bet you're not a fucking vet
So, when you see me on the real, forming like Voltron
Remember I got deep like a Navy Seal

Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Who buck wild with the trigger
Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
I'll fuck your ass up
Yo

I come with that ol' loco, style from my vocal
Couldn't peep it with a pair of bi-focals
I'm no joker, play me as a joker
Be on you like a house on fire, smoke ya
Crews be acting like they gangs, anyway
Be like, "Warriors, come out and play, yay"
Burn me, I get into shit, I let it out like diarrhea
Got burnt once, but that was only gonorrhea
Dirty, I keep shit stains in my drawers
So I can get fizza-funky for you
Murder, taste the flame of the Wu-Tang, rah
Here comes the Tiger verse Crane
I'll be like wild with my style
Punk, you play me chump, you get dumped
Wu is coming through at a theatre near you




And get funk like a shoe
What?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Wu-Tang Clan's song Shame On A Nigga are a confrontational statement on the dangers of trying to deceive and trick someone who is not afraid to use violence. The song opens with the repeated phrase of "Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga," which is a warning to anyone who might underestimate or disrespect the Wu-Tang Clan or their community. The "nigga" in the song can be interpreted as a racial epithet, but it's also a term of endearment within the community, signifying that the group is addressing their peers and not outsiders. The chorus cleverly uses the word "trigger" both as a reference to guns and a metaphor for the power of words in rap music.


The first verse is spoken by Ol' Dirty Bastard, who introduces himself as live and uncut, with styles that are unbreakable and shatterproof. He advises the listener that if they want to "get gun," they should be prepared for the consequences. ODB then launches into a rhyme that is full of aggression and bravado, daring those who oppose him to fight him. He repeats the phrase "Wanna get your teeth knocked the fuck out" twice, emphasizing his willingness to use violence to defend himself and his community.


The second verse starts with a shoutout to RZA and his production skills, describing the sound that the Wu-Tang Clan produces as "damage" that their fans appreciate as "flavor." Method Man then takes over, boasting that he is unmatched in his rhyming ability and that he leaves his competitors "resigning." In the third verse, Raekwon introduces himself with a rhyme that is "smoother than a Lexus." He challenges his rivals to step up and face him, but warns them that they are not ready for what he has to offer. The final verse is spoken by GZA, who describes his style as "loco" and pledges to come after anyone who crosses him. The verse ends with a reference to the martial arts movie genre, with GZA comparing himself to a tiger fighting a crane.


Line by Line Meaning

Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Disrespect to someone who tries to deceive or cheat someone else


Who buck wild with the trigger
Someone who is unpredictable and may use violent action to respond to others


Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Disrespect to someone who tries to deceive or cheat someone else


I'll fuck your ass up
I'll get you in trouble


Ol' Dirty Bastard, live and uncut
A raw representation of the artist who will hold nothing back or sanitize their message


Styles unbreakable, shatterproof
I am made of powerful stuff that cannot be easily defeated or broken down


To the young youth, you wanna get gun? Shoot
I am asking if you're prepared to use a gun if you want one


Blaoww, how you like me now?
I'm making a powerful statement that cannot be ignored


Don't fuck the style, ruthless wild
Respect the powerful and dangerous style that is wild and free-flowing


Do you wanna get your teeth knocked the fuck out?
I am warning you that you could get seriously hurt


Wanna get on it like that, well then shout
If you are truly interested in what I'm doing then say so


Yo RZA, yo razor, hit me with the major
I'm asking my associate to provide me with powerful tools


The damage, my Clan understand it be flavor
My associates know that our style is destructive and delicious


Gunning, humming coming at ya
I am rapidly approaching you with powerful and dangerous intent


First I'm gonna get ya, once I got ya, I gat ya
I'm going to go after you until I get what I want


You could never capture the Method Man's stature
No one can replicate the skill and stature of the Method Man


For rhyme and for rapture, got niggas resigning, now master
My skilled rhyming causes people to submit to me as their leader


My style? Never
No one could replicate my style


I put the fucking buck in the wild kid, I'm terror
I bring a dangerous and powerful energy to my style that can't be tamed


Razor sharp, I sever
I am razor-sharp and can cut through anything


The head from the shoulders, I'm better, than my competta
I can surpass my competitors with ease


You mean competitor, whatever, let's get together
I correct my associate's minor error and suggest we work collaboratively


I react so thick, I'm phat and yo
I respond with a powerful and substantial presence


Rae came blowing and blew off your headphones black
Raekwon's style is so powerful that it could damage your headphones


Rap from yo Cali to Texas
I can rap from California to Texas with ease


Smoother than a Lexus, now's my turn to wreck this
I am smoother than a luxury car and now it's my chance to shine and make my mark


Brothers approach and half step
People are hesitant when they meet me


But ain't heard half of it yet and I bet you're not a fucking vet
They haven't heard anything and I doubt they're even experienced


So, when you see me on the real, forming like Voltron
When you see me truly existing, I am a powerful and fully-formed entity, like Voltron


Remember I got deep like a Navy Seal
Remember I am highly skilled and can handle anything like a Navy SEAL


I come with that ol' loco, style from my vocal
I bring a wild and crazy vocal style to my rhymes


Couldn't peep it with a pair of bi-focals
You wouldn't be able to understand me even with strong glasses


I'm no joker, play me as a joker
Don't take me lightly or think I'm fooling around


Be on you like a house on fire, smoke ya
I'll pursue you intensely and quickly take you down


Crews be acting like they gangs, anyway
Groups of people act like they're gangs but aren't really


Be like, "Warriors, come out and play, yay"
I'm acting like the character Cyrus from the movie The Warriors, trying to summon groups into a fight


Burn me, I get into shit, I let it out like diarrhea
If you try to mess with me, I'll violently retaliate


Got burnt once, but that was only gonorrhea
I've faced difficulty before but it was only temporary and not significant


Dirty, I keep shit stains in my drawers
I am raw and unrefined, exemplified by literal stains in my clothing


So I can get fizza-funky for you
I cultivate this image so I can be wild and outrageous for women


Murder, taste the flame of the Wu-Tang, rah
Our rhymes can kill and you'll experience it now


Here comes the Tiger verse Crane
I am the Tiger moving smoothly and quickly against my opponent, the Crane


I'll be like wild with my style
I will be crazy and unpredictable with my rhymes


Punk, you play me chump, you get dumped
If you disrespect me, I'll violently reject you


Wu is coming through at a theatre near you
Our rhymes and style are going to be everywhere soon


And get funk like a shoe
We will be funky like an old shoe


What?
What do you want?




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing
Written by: Clifford M. Smith, Corey Todd Woods, Lamont Jody Hawkins, Dennis David Coles, Robert F. Diggs, Gary E. Grice, Russell T. Jones, Jason S. Hunter

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