The founders of the Wu-Tang Clan were RZA, GZA, and Ol' Dirty Bastard, who had previously formed the group Force of the Imperial Master (later known as All In Together Now after the release of a popular single by that name). The group attracted the attention of some notable figures in the industry, including Biz Markie, but did not manage to secure a record deal. After the crew dissolved, GZA and RZA (then known as Prince Rakeem) embarked on their solo careers with Cold Chillin' Records and Tommy Boy Records respectively, but to little success. Their frustration with the workings of the hip hop music industry would provide the main inspiration to Wu-Tang Clan's revolutionary business plan. According to The Wu-Tang Manual, at the group's inception, RZA promised the members that if he had total control of the Wu-Tang empire, it would conquer the hip hop world within a dynastic cycle, after which he would relinquish his total control.
Wu-Tang Clan was gradually assembled in late 1992 from friends and accomplices from around Staten Island, New York, with RZA as the de-facto leader and the group's main producer. Two of the cousins, GZA (pronounced Jizza) and RZA (pronounced Rizza), created their new Wu-Tang aliases by mimicking the sound that the words "genius" and "razor" would make when scratched on a turntable.
"Wu-Tang" comes from the name of the Taoist holy mountain Wu Dang in northwest Hubei Province in central China; it was also the site of the Ming Dynasty Purple Imperial City built during the reign of the Yongle Emperor in the early 15th century. RZA and Ol' Dirty Bastard adopted the name for the group after seeing the kung fu film Shaolin and Wu Tang, which features a school of warriors trained in Wu-Tang style. The group's debut album loosely adopted a Shaolin vs. Wu-Tang theme, dividing the album into Shaolin and Wu-Tang sections and using dialogue excerpts as skits.
The group have also developed various backronyms for the name (as hip hop pioneers like KRS-One and Big Daddy Kane did with their names), including "We Usually Take All the Niggas' Garments," "Witty Unpredictable Talent and Natural Game" and "Wisdom, Universe, Truth, Allah, Nation, and God".
Method Man has also mentioned that the "Wu" is the sound a sword makes when cutting through the air, and "Tang" is the sound it makes against a shield.
The Clan first became known to hip hop fans, and to major record labels, in 1993 (see 1993 in music) following the release of the independent single "Protect Ya Neck", which immediately gave the group a sizeable underground following. Though there was some difficulty in finding a record label that would sign Wu-Tang Clan while still allowing each member to record solo albums with other labels, Loud/RCA finally agreed, releasing their debut album, Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers), in late 1993. This album was popular and critically-acclaimed, though it took some time to gain momentum. Though hip hop had long had a gritty texture, the surreal aggression and minimalist production of 36 Chambers nevertheless had a huge impact on the genre, and was to prove massively influential over the next decade. By the beginning of the 21st century, the album had become a regular fixture on "Best Albums of the 90s" lists as well as a frequent choice for "Best Albums of All Time" lists. The success of Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers) established the group as a creative and influential force in early 1990s hip hop, allowing GZA, RZA, Raekwon, Ghostface Killah, Method Man, Ol' Dirty Bastard, Inspectah Deck, U-God, and Masta Killa to negotiate solo contracts.
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Visionz
Wu-Tang Clan Lyrics
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Mind over matter next batter be Tical
Put it on a platter how much uncut
Raw shit we dealin' wit, murder track what
Slang killin' it, touched
You feelin' it, in your bloodstream
Deadly venomous elixir
All and together now, follow me, the Mista
Meth Candyman, farewell to the flesh
Death come, in the scripture, two-thousand one
Bring the rap arma-gedde-on, let it be known
When you walk up in this Dead Zone
With all that wack shit, now you know
You dead wrong, one thousand lashes
Detonate that, pussy Massengil rap cleanse that
The kids rank, snatch collars off, while ridin' off
Float boat big boys, Oakland A's stashed away blades
Ventilation let the sharks, ani-maze
Somethin' sheist like, seven butcher knives, rollin' Rover style
Twice, finger itchy like lice hair fell out somethin'
To conquer, stomp ya like that cat Blanca
Toy Tonka truck ten carat on ya monsta
Ring Rocky like fuck switch sides like water rides
The DAT bubble life preserve the other guys
Now FUCK Y'ALL act wilda
The style wilda than a praying mantis
Chillin' like
As my brothers and I reign rebellious, changin'
The courses of time, devils no longer exist
As God Cypher Divine, all minds one no question
Now check it
Perhaps we can go through Lessons
Or might SHOT me a pussy protestin'
Comin' with that lip professin', you must take
Allah for fool, where's his Jewel
Was he usin' Mathematics as a tool?
Tell me, the struggle is God and I came to build
Shit is so real, inside you distilled
Back in the form of mist
You wishin' you did the Knowledge before speakin'
Seekin', where you went wrong
And why would I bring you such physical harm?
Yo, mind arson, my squadren, surround the Sound-Garden
Guns for hire plus you under fire and a target
Sniper in the cypher, I, Pied Piper
Move the housing by the thousand, I watched out the Chrysler
Bombs strike ya like the mighty Thor, blast the door
Recite a page like a tidal wave, past the shore
Two pulls, I'm wild like mechanical bulls
Pack a full house, it's girls night out, pull a hairful
Heavenly laced, stimulation make you feel slow paced
I motivate and await my sober state
Magnificent, heavenly the God stay bent
Five Percent Range whippin' soul controller of the lynch
Mackin phone rings, Stephen King trauma down at Danzine
My mood swings, suplexed off the rope, magazine
Coconut jewels, wore no color shoe, knife annual
Moses lost his sandal, hidin the manual
Blow the vandal buggin off of Bon Jovi hits
Grammer lo-ve, famous murder weapon was a trophy
Seize posin in Oshkosh, guzzle cries
Sabotage massage rap bandit at large
Wolverine Carnation Milk, Wu denim jeans
Thurston Howell the Third kid's back on the scene
Call it chopped meat, cause every word is choppy
My logic crunch all crows to death, Kobiyashi couldn't stop me
Gettin' caught up in my world, Haagen-Daaz world
Backflip and then twirl, cave your whole world in
The lyrics of Wu-Tang Clan's song "Visionz" are filled with images of violence and aggression, with phrases like "mind arson," "murder track," and "bombs strike ya." The repeated references to death and destruction suggest a world in chaos, where physical harm is a constant threat. However, the song also asserts the power of the mind over the body, with lines like "mind over matter," "all minds one no question," and "I motivate and await my sober state." The idea seems to be that while the physical world may be full of danger, the mind can rise above it and achieve a kind of spiritual clarity.
The song also contains references to religious and philosophical ideas, such as the Five Percent Nation (a offshoot of the Nation of Islam), the struggle as God, and the use of mathematics as a tool. These references suggest a deeper level to the song's meaning, beyond mere violent posturing. The song seems to be a call to arms for the listener to develop their own mental strength and seek knowledge in order to overcome the challenges of the world.
Line by Line Meaning
Apocalypse Now
We're living in dark times where the world looks about to end.
Mind over matter next batter be Tical
Our mental strength is more important than anything else, we gotta keep it tight.
Put it on a platter how much uncut
The raw, uncut world is right in front of us, waiting to be dealt with.
Raw shit we dealin' wit, murder track what
We're mixing the darkest elements of reality together, including murder.
Slang killin' it, touched
Our words have real power, and they'll hit you hard.
You feelin' it, in your bloodstream
Even your body can't help but react to the pure energy of our music.
Deadly venomous elixir
Our music is a dangerous, yet alluring and intoxicating, mix of sounds and emotions.
Hammer like Sledge that be Sister
We hit hard like a hammer, just like Sister Sledge reminds us to.
All and together now, follow me, the Mista
We're united as a group, following our leader, the Mista.
Meth Candyman, farewell to the flesh
Meth is the Candyman, bringing our listeners the final goodbye to their physical existence.
Death come, in the scripture, two-thousand one
Our lyrics are prophetic, containing messages of death and destruction, even before 9/11 happened.
Bring the rap arma-gedde-on, let it be known
We're starting a verbal war, and everyone should be prepared and aware of it.
When you walk up in this Dead Zone
Our music creates a place of death and destruction, a zone where it seems like nothing is alive or safe.
With all that wack shit, now you know
If you listen to any other nonsense, then you don't truly understand our power.
You dead wrong, one thousand lashes
If you don't get on our level, you'll face one thousand lashes of verbal pain.
Detonate that, pussy Massengil rap cleanse that
We're purifying rap by destroying all the utter garbage that's brought it down over the years.
The kids rank, snatch collars off, while ridin' off
Our younger listeners are our toughest critics, and they'll speak their minds whenever given the chance.
Float boat big boys, Oakland A's stashed away blades
We're keeping sharp weaponry ready at all times, like Oakland A's stash their baseball bats.
Ventilation let the sharks, ani-maze
We're unleashing chaos and destruction, just like a pack of sharks.
Somethin' sheist like, seven butcher knives, rollin' Rover style
Our methods are deceptive, just like seven butcher knives rolling around in a Range Rover.
Twice, finger itchy like lice hair fell out somethin'
We're always double-checking our work, always prepared, like when you scratch your head with an itchy trigger finger.
To conquer, stomp ya like that cat Blanca
We're the conquerors of this musical world and will crush our enemies like Blanca from Street Fighter.
Toy Tonka truck ten carat on ya monsta
We're making even the toughest monsters out there seem like a child's toy truck, by comparison.
Ring Rocky like fuck switch sides like water rides
Just like Rocky, we're unbreakable and adaptable, able to switch sides like water rides at an amusement park.
The DAT bubble life preserve the other guys
We're like the DAT bubble, preserving all the best parts for ourselves, leaving the other guys to fend for themselves.
Now FUCK Y'ALL act wilda
We're not holding back anymore, and don't care how wild we seem.
The style wilda than a praying mantis
Our style is unpredictable, quick, and wild, just like a praying mantis.
Chillin' like
We're staying cool and collected, even in the midst of this verbal war.
As my brothers and I reign rebellious, changin'
Together as Wu-Tang Clan, we rule music as rebels, ready to change the game.
The courses of time, devils no longer exist
We're changing everything, even the courses of time, and we're destroying evil in the process.
As God Cypher Divine, all minds one no question
We're all connected in a divine way, and there's no question about it.
Perhaps we can go through Lessons
Maybe together, we can learn from each other's experiences.
Or might SHOT me a pussy protestin'
Or perhaps, one of us will have to deal with a cowardly protester in a more physical way.
Comin' with that lip professin', you must take
These protesters will continue to spout off, but they'll need to face the consequences.
Allah for fool, where's his Jewel
These protesters who think they're smarter than God himself are in for a harsh awakening.
Was he usin' Mathematics as a tool?
Maybe they were trying to use math to outsmart God, but it's not gonna work.
Tell me, the struggle is God and I came to build
We're building something great because we know that God is on our side.
Shit is so real, inside you distilled
Our music is so powerful, it cuts through to the very core of your being.
Back in the form of mist
Our energy will return to the universe, diffuse back into the world like a mist.
You wishin' you did the Knowledge before speakin'
You'll regret not doing the research and knowing what you're talking about before you speak to us.
Seekin', where you went wrong
We all make mistakes, but you need to reflect on where you went wrong and make it right before facing us again.
And why would I bring you such physical harm?
We don't want violence, but we're not afraid of it and you shouldn't test us.
Yo, mind arson, my squadren, surround the Sound-Garden
We're lighting your mind on fire, and our squad is ready to surround and protect our music at all costs.
Guns for hire plus you under fire and a target
We've got plenty of firepower at our disposal, and you're the target because you don't understand us.
Sniper in the cypher, I, Pied Piper
We've got a sharpshooter in our group, drawing you in like a Pied Piper to your own destruction.
Move the housing by the thousand, I watched out the Chrysler
We can move crowds by the thousands, even while riding around in a Chrysler, because our music is just that powerful.
Bombs strike ya like the mighty Thor, blast the door
Our music hits you like a bomb, with the force of the mighty Thor, blasting the door wide open.
Recite a page like a tidal wave, past the shore
We can recite our lyrics with the force and power of a tidal wave, crashing past the shore.
Two pulls, I'm wild like mechanical bulls
We're unpredictable, like the wild movements of a mechanical bull, and we're not afraid to take a hit.
Pack a full house, it's girls night out, pull a hairful
We'll pack the house every time, but don't be fooled by the invite, because we're prepared to get in a fight.
Heavenly laced, stimulation make you feel slow paced
Our music is divine, and we'll stimulate your senses, even making you feel like everything else is slow by comparison.
I motivate and await my sober state
We're always high energy, but we know we need to take breaks and wait for a clearer headspace.
Magnificent, heavenly the God stay bent
We're magnificent in our excellence, and even while high, we never forget about God.
Five Percent Range whippin' soul controller of the lynch
We control the crowd's energy, whipping them into a frenzy with the guidance of our faith.
Mackin phone rings, Stephen King trauma down at Danzine
Our music is so powerful, it's like the ring from Stephen King's novels, causing trauma wherever we go.
My mood swings, suplexed off the rope, magazine
Our emotions are all over the place, so much so that we feel like we're being suplexed off a rope, like a wrestling move.
Coconut jewels, wore no color shoe, knife annual
We've got valuable jewels like coconuts, wearing colorless shoes, and are prepared with a knife every year.
Moses lost his sandal, hidin the manual
If the great Moses lost his shoe, then what are we humans to do? We're just trying to hide the manual to success.
Blow the vandal buggin off of Bon Jovi hits
We're blowing up the status quo and ignoring all the established hits by artists like Bon Jovi.
Grammer lo-ve, famous murder weapon was a trophy
We love grammar and put a lot of effort into our messages, but that doesn't mean we won't use any means necessary to win, even if that means turning a murder weapon into a trophy.
Seize posin in Oshkosh, guzzle cries
We'll claim victory over anyone, even while posing in Oshkosh, Wisconsin, while our haters are drowning in their own tears and sorrows.
Sabotage massage rap bandit at large
We're at large, exposing all the weak and worthless rap that's come before us, through our own brutal means.
Wolverine Carnation Milk, Wu denim jeans
We're the indestructible, just like Wolverine, and we wear our Wu-Tang denim jeans with pride.
Thurston Howell the Third kid's back on the scene
We're back and we're better than ever, just like Thurston Howell the Third on 'Gilligan's Island.'
Call it chopped meat, cause every word is choppy
Our lyrics are so powerful, they're like chopped meat, with short, choppy words that hit hard.
My logic crunch all crows to death, Kobiyashi couldn't stop me
Our logic is lethal, like crunching crows to death or eating hot dogs faster than Kobiyashi, and we won't be stopped.
Gettin' caught up in my world, Haagen-Daaz world
You can lose yourself in our music, just like getting lost in a delicious Haagen-Dazs treat.
Backflip and then twurl, cave your whole world in
We'll do a backflip and make the crowd spin with excitement, but we have the power to cave your whole world in if you dare to mess with us.
Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing
Written by: CLIFFORD SMITH, COREY WOODS, DENNIS DAVID COLES, ELGIN EVANDER TURNER, JASON HUNTER
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@emceeunderdogrising
I remember freestyling to this for the first time. It takes you over. One of my favorite beats ever.
@AzAkh60
26 years since this came out, remember buying the album as a teenager on 3rd june 97 like yesterday. Time goes too fast. Praise God.
@connorjames6307
I was nearly 4months old at that time haha
@vicvega24
Inspectah Deck is underrated.
@ChristopherSmith-du8qi
FACTS
@denniswilliams6452
Of course Deck killed this track with a blazin' verse.
@deeayeveeeyedee3793
From what I understand he produced it as well. I got here after peeping season 3 ep 5 of the wu saga and checking the tales from the hood joint
@ginodreimalvier8032
I can hear itโs not a RZA beat but influenced fr .. deckโs a genius for that one
@MoneyMaker420
The definition of HIPHOP = WU-TANG
@user-xd1gt9if2v
I was on a train headed to New Orleans from chicogo when this came out. I listened to it the entire train ride. It was great