The Worst
Wu tang Clan feat Onyx Lyrics


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featuring Killa Sin Method Man Raekwon the Chef X 1



wu tang wu tang onyx onyx (x3)


[Raekwon]

eh yo

staircases to stage now major waves tanktop

nautica flippin your daughter 30 ways

yeah who want mine bent outta shape one time

play em all starin at your beautiful sunshine

watch my shit shit niggaz in the back wigs lit

you know the stats god niggaz in the back backs lit

war drug raps, thug hats and mobb hats

spit on that cat, this yellow love, nigga fuckin with a rich cat

my shit now 5 feet 6, with a crisp hat

plus this throwin now on 30 bricks, niggaz is with that

yo, fedrados rock my man, yo

300 thousand dollars in a bottle, bitch mad as hollow

my techinique, roller in the road, gold league

you know the code read, suitcase money, stole heat

rock madby's stole 100 dollar bags, though

that nigga grabbed me, gamin himself like milton bradley



[Fredro Starr, (X-1)]

yo, this semi-automatic, glock this and lock this

heat spots can knock it, it's so hot chicks is topless

rims are spotless, chrome rims spin obnoxtious

you knock this, bust a shot

don't miss, you better knock this

(x-1 while out and watch this

til your eyes turn red with blotches

eatin scraps out the garbage

unload a cartridge and bust a cap

x could never trust a cat, onyx is as hot as it gets

bitches fuckin for free, is outta the quest

blow blood outta your flesh, your body outta your vest)

i cross the heat from across the street

fly you up off your feet, you die leaving short but sweet

street crime, time is money, nigga don't waist mine

dispose my 9, throwin your shine, your froze in time

lookin to death, holdin your breath, laided out

on the dance floor, blood and moet, i'm blowin your set

trick 20 g's, don't sweat, your goin to death

i'm goin for broke, i'm blowin out smoke, your catchin strokes

(wu-tang and bald head, swis foreheads, leavin you all red

x million, fully be on illest, your realest form, bringin the storm

for seein you gone, nothin keepin my calm, but heat in my palm

sleepin i'm gone, you see what i'm on

keepin outta the dark, scatter your parts

from here to battery parts)



Chorus: [ODB {sampled from "protect ya neck"}]

first things first man, your fuckin with the worst (x3)

You can't slam, so let me get fooled on a man



[Suave]

still master graph, after cash graphed, get staffed

splash your class, mash your staff

what, nigga get smacked, you ain't worth a punch

hurt your bunch, get mercked your front

in the wrong certain punk, mack clever niggaz

def wrecker, catch on a delo with mecca and etcha-sketcha

shakin, erase, vacatin your space, breakin your face

twist you, and won't miss you, official master killer bee

full blast, get off, smash, pull fast

for your stash, long as the war last, put up in your ass

tryin to count more math, bringin the hardcore rap



[Killa Sin]

we be the mainstream, supreme rhyme, top of the line

cuisine feens, number one love for thugs queens sceamin on cream

my whole team love e-cup bras and mobb cars

killa sin known for makin niggaz reach for the stars

this terrorist, lyricist in the mist of the abyss

canibus, evangelist, i impulse with metal fists

wu build like construction and bang like precusion

on the planet battery, backs combustin, malfunction, what



Chorus x2



[Method Man, (Sticky Fingaz)]

(holy shit, who the fuck is that)

it's john, john (sticky fingaz, kid, you got my back)

i got your back cousin (i got the mac cousin)

and when them niggaz start jumpin, bust back cousin

(because it's the new year, time for some new shit

nowadays rappers dyin over music)

dead on arrival, we raised in the ghetto singin songs

for survival, duckin homicidal, you rival

(yeah, onyx, wu-tang on tracks we gang bang, chiti bang bang)

chiti chiti bang bang, hot nicks spit flame

lava pump through my vains, caught in the zone

home on the range

(eh, yo you ready for the ferocious, atrocious

we go that supercalfragilisticexbealli...) dose shit

(8-ball in the corner pocket)

we snatch wallets off the white college

the big apple forever rotten

now when it comes to hard target hot nicks

(so what the bullet clot)

pop shit, we due to knowledge, to sharp niggas, once bitten

major swingers, heavy hittin, poly your kitten, throw up your mitten

stop bitchin, no slippin, no pot to piss in

them meltin pots boilin hot now in mel's kitchen

(yo, sticky fingaz, one of the illest mother fuckers

my moms don't raise no suckers, i slap rappers

turn em in to singers, touch something of mine and you'll have 9 fingers)

enough said, let's make whole fuckin town read

(and rip their whole crew to a shread

i got cold blood) hold your club (i hold blood) show no love

(so bug) shoot your whole club (and shoot up the whole club)

we throw slugs (you ain't no thug

i earn every god damn penny that i got

son, i roll with a shotgun in the convertible

i wish a nigga with wood, would try to fuckin

jack me, i'll murder you)



Chorus







wu-tang, wu-tang, onyx, onyx (x2)

Overall Meaning

In the song The Worst by Wu-Tang Clan feat Onyx, the lyrics are essentially a showcase of both groups’ hard, aggressive styles. The lyrics are full of violent references and bragging about their skill and money. The lines are spit with a rapid flow and intensity, that matches the tone of the beat. Raekwon, Killa Sin, Method Man, Suave, and Fredro Starr’s verses all have a common theme of asserting their dominance and discussing their street mentality. They are letting the listener know that they are not to be messed with. The chorus, sampled from Wu-Tang’s own song β€œProtect Ya Neck”, emphasizes their message by warning anyone who gets in their way that they are dealing with β€œthe worst”.


Despite the violent and aggressive lyrics, there is a level of virtuosity required to rap in this style. The constant rhyming, wordplay, and complex metaphors shows that the artists are skilled in their craft. They are able to use their lyrics to create vivid images in the listener’s mind. The intense energy and catchy hook of the chorus make this song a standout in both groups' catalogs.


Line by Line Meaning

wu tang wu tang onyx onyx (x3)
The collaboration between Wu Tang Clan and Onyx is represented by their group names being repeated multiple times.


[Raekwon]
Raekwon begins his verse.


eh yo
Raekwon grabs the listener's attention with a casual greeting.


staircases to stage now major waves tanktop
Raekwon is rising to fame, making big waves from the streets to the music industry, while maintaining his authentic style.


nautica flippin your daughter 30 ways
Raekwon is describing his extravagant lifestyle and the many ways he can impress a woman.


yeah who want mine bent out of shape one time
Raekwon issues a warning to anyone who dares to challenge or disrespect him.


play em all starin at your beautiful sunshine
Raekwon boasts about his success and how others envy his radiant presence.


watch my shit shit niggaz in the back wigs lit
Raekwon's performance is so captivating that even those in the back can't help but be amazed.


you know the stats god niggaz in the back backs lit
Raekwon is aware of his impressive reputation, and even those in the back are fully engaged.


war drug raps, thug hats and mobb hats
Raekwon is known for his gritty and street-oriented lyrics, representing the harsh realities of war, drugs, and gang life.


spit on that cat, this yellow love, nigga fuckin with a rich cat
Raekwon asserts his dominance and warns others not to mess with him, as he is wealthy and powerful.


my shit now 5 feet 6, with a crisp hat
Raekwon's stature may be short, but his style is always on point with a fresh cap.


plus this throwin now on 30 bricks, niggaz is with that
Raekwon has achieved great success in drug dealing, and others are envious of his lucrative lifestyle.


yo, fedrados rock my man, yo
Raekwon acknowledges his loyal friend who supplies him with high-quality drugs.


300 thousand dollars in a bottle, bitch mad as hollow
Raekwon flaunts his extravagant lifestyle, mentioning the expensive alcohol he consumes, causing others to be jealous.


my technique, roller in the road, gold league
Raekwon describes his unique style and approach to rap, comparing it to being a skilled roller skater in the streets.


you know the code read, suitcase money, stole heat
Raekwon lives by a strict code of conduct, carrying large sums of money and concealing illegal weapons.


rock madby's stole 100 dollar bags, though
Raekwon steals expensive merchandise, such as handbags worth $100, showcasing his audacious behavior.


that nigga grabbed me, gammin himself like milton bradley
Raekwon recounts an incident where someone unsuccessfully attempted to deceive him, comparing it to the board game company Milton Bradley.


[Fredro Starr, (X-1)]
Fredro Starr and X-1 take over the next verse.


yo, this semi-automatic, glock this and lock this
Fredro Starr reveals his powerful weapon and asserts his ability to protect himself.


heat spots can knock it, it's so hot chicks is topless
Fredro Starr's presence is so intense that even women can't help but be captivated and lose their inhibitions.


rims are spotless, chrome rims spin obnoxtious
Fredro Starr's rims on his car are pristine and attract attention as they spin lavishly.


you knock this, bust a shot
Fredro Starr challenges others to try and knock him down, warning that he will retaliate with gunfire.


don't miss, you better knock this
Fredro Starr warns his adversaries that they have to be precise in their efforts to defeat him, as there's no room for mistakes.


(x-1 while out and watch this
X-1 urges others to observe and witness his actions while he's out and about.


til your eyes turn red with blotches
X-1 implies that his actions will be so intense and aggressive that it will leave others in awe and shock.


eatin scraps out the garbage
X-1 emphasizes his humble beginnings and his willingness to do whatever it takes to survive, even if it means eating scraps from the garbage.


unload a cartridge and bust a cap
X-1 is prepared to use his firearm and shoot at someone, asserting his readiness for violence.


x could never trust a cat, onyx is as hot as it gets
X-1 expresses his distrust towards others and proclaims that Onyx is at the peak of their success.


bitches fuckin for free, is outta the quest
X-1 comments on women engaging in sexual activity without expecting payment, suggesting that it goes against their principles.


blow blood outta your flesh, your body outta your vest
X-1 threatens violence, promising to harm someone to the extent that their blood is shed and their body is exposed from their bulletproof vest.


i cross the heat from across the street
X-1 confidently confronts threats or dangerous situations, expressing no fear of facing danger head-on.


fly you up off your feet, you die leaving short but sweet
X-1 asserts that he can swiftly and violently incapacitate someone, resulting in a quick and decisive but impactful death.


street crime, time is money, nigga don't waist mine
X-1 emphasizes the value of time in street crime and demands that others do not waste his time or underestimate its significance.


dispose my 9, throwin your shine, your froze in time
X-1 claims that with the use of his firearm, he can intimidate and halt someone's progress or success, effectively freezing them in their tracks.


lookin to death, holdin your breath, laided out
X-1 describes the fear and tension someone experiences when faced with the prospect of death or severe harm.


on the dance floor, blood and moet, i'm blowin your set
X-1 suggests that he brings chaos and violence to any environment or situation, interrupting and dominating the atmosphere.


trick 20 g's, don't sweat, your goin to death
X-1 dismisses the significance of losing $20,000, suggesting that it wouldn't cause him any concern, and announces that the person he refers to will face their demise.


i'm goin for broke, i'm blowin out smoke, your catchin strokes
X-1 expresses his extreme determination, ready to risk everything, and asserts his ability to inflict harm on others.


(wu-tang and bald head, swis foreheads, leavin you all red
X-1 makes a reference to Wu-Tang Clan and Onyx, who are known for their aggressive and confrontational style, in relation to causing harm and leaving someone severely injured or killed.


x million, fully be on illest, your realest form, bringin the storm
X-1 envisions himself as a powerful force, capable of wreaking havoc and causing chaos, while others pale in comparison.


for seein you gone, nothin keepin my calm, but heat in my palm
X-1 indicates that his only sense of calmness and control is derived from possessing and readying his firearm, which he uses to eliminate his enemies.


sleepin i'm gone, you see what i'm on
X-1 suggests that when his adversaries let their guard down or are not vigilant, he takes the opportunity to strike and make his violent intentions clear.


keepin outta the dark, scatter your parts
X-1 avoids being involved in negativity or illegal activities, but can dismantle or defeat his opponents without remorse or hesitation.


from here to battery parts
X-1 implies that his influence and presence can be felt across a wide range of locations, similar to the span of Battery Park.


Chorus: [ODB {sampled from "protect ya neck"}]
The chorus is introduced, featuring a sample from Ol' Dirty Bastard's verse in the Wu Tang Clan's song 'Protect Ya Neck.'


first things first man, your fuckin with the worst (x3)
The chorus repeats the line from Ol' Dirty Bastard, asserting that they are the most dangerous and formidable group to mess with.


You can't slam, so let me get fooled on a man
The chorus challenges others, suggesting they lack the ability to compete or handle the intensity and skill displayed by the artists.


[Suave]
Suave begins his verse.


still master graph, after cash graphed, get staffed
Suave claims to have mastered the art of earning money and remains dedicated to accumulating wealth.


splash your class, mash your staff
Suave boasts about his ability to outshine and overshadow others, especially those who feel superior or have high positions.


what, nigga get smacked, you ain't worth a punch
Suave dismisses someone's worth or value, implying that they are insignificant and not deserving of his attention or physical force.


hurt your bunch, get mercked your front
Suave threatens to cause harm and defeat a group of individuals, particularly targeting their leader or main representative.


in the wrong certain punk, mack clever niggaz
Suave warns others not to cross him or engage in foolish acts, as he possesses intelligence and skills that can outsmart even the most cunning individuals.


def wrecker, catch on a delo with mecca and etcha-sketcha
Suave is a formidable challenger and represents destruction, teaming up with his fellow artists Mecca and Etcha-Sketcha.


shakin, erase, vacatin your space, breakin your face
Suave describes his aggressive and dominant nature, ready to erase anyone who stands in his way and inflict physical harm.


twist you, and won't miss you, official master killer bee
Suave boasts about his ability to attack and neutralize his enemies with precision, referring to himself as an official master killer bee, a reference to his affiliation with the Wu-Tang Clan.


full blast, get off, smash, pull fast
Suave demonstrates his unrelenting energy and aggressiveness, ready to strike forcefully and swiftly.


for your stash, long as the war last, put up in your ass
Suave emphasizes his determination to acquire someone's wealth, even if it means resorting to extreme measures or subjecting them to humiliation.


tryin to count more math, bringin the hardcore rap
Suave's focus is on accumulating more wealth and success, all while showcasing his aggressive and gritty style of rap.


[Killa Sin]
Killa Sin takes over the next verse.


we be the mainstream, supreme rhyme, top of the line
Killa Sin asserts that his group is dominant in the mainstream music industry, producing top-quality rhymes that are unparalleled.


cuisine feens, number one love for thugs queens sceamin on cream
Killa Sin's music caters to those who appreciate and crave his unique style, particularly resonating with individuals involved in street culture and seeking financial success.


my whole team love e-cup bras and mobb cars
Killa Sin and his crew are attracted to beautiful women, luxurious vehicles, and the extravagant lifestyle associated with wealth and power.


killa sin known for makin niggaz reach for the stars
Killa Sin has a reputation for inspiring and motivating others, encouraging them to strive for greatness and reach their highest potential.


this terrorist, lyricist in the mist of the abyss
Killa Sin views himself as a dangerous and skilled lyricist, navigating through challenging circumstances with ease.


canibus, evangelist, i impulse with metal fists
Killa Sin draws inspiration and comparison to Canibus, another renowned rapper, and describes himself as charismatic and physically powerful.


wu build like construction and bang like precision
Killa Sin compares the Wu-Tang Clan to a construction project, emphasizing their ability to build and create, while also possessing the precision and impact of a powerful strike.


on the planet battery, backs combustin, malfunction, what
Killa Sin's presence on Earth is compared to a battery, where he ignites and causes chaos and disruption wherever he goes.


[Method Man, (Sticky Fingaz)]
Method Man and Sticky Fingaz take turns in the final verse.


(holy shit, who the fuck is that)
Method Man interrupts, expressing surprise and curiosity about someone's identity.


it's john, john (sticky fingaz, kid, you got my back)
Method Man identifies the person as John and confirms that Sticky Fingaz is there to support him in any altercation or conflict.


i got your back cousin (i got the mac cousin)
Sticky Fingaz reassures Method Man that he has his support and is armed with a firearm to defend themselves if needed.


and when them niggaz start jumpin, bust back cousin
Sticky Fingaz assures Method Man that he will retaliate with gunfire if they are attacked by others.


(because it's the new year, time for some new shit
Method Man explains that it is a new year, signaling the start of fresh and innovative music.


nowadays rappers dyin over music)
Method Man comments on the intense competition in the music industry, even resulting in violence and deaths among rival artists.


dead on arrival, we raised in the ghetto singin songs
Method Man reflects on the struggles and hardships he and his fellow artists have faced, originating from impoverished neighborhoods and expressing their experiences through music.


for survival, duckin homicidal, you rival
Method Man highlights the dangerous and life-threatening environment he grew up in, where he had to constantly evade violence and compete with others for survival.


(yeah, onyx, wu-tang on tracks we gang bang, chiti bang bang)
Method Man acknowledges the collaboration between Onyx and Wu-Tang Clan, emphasizing their fierce energy and powerful impact when creating music together.


chiti chiti bang bang, hot nicks spit flame
Method Man uses wordplay, comparing a 'chiti bang bang' to the sound of gunfire and emphasizing their ability to deliver intense and captivating verses.


lava pump through my veins, caught in the zone
Method Man feels a surge of energy and intensity flowing through his veins, becoming fully immersed and focused on his music.


home on the range
Method Man conveys a sense of comfort and belonging within his musical realm, comparing it to being at home on an open range.


(eh, yo you ready for the ferocious, atrocious
Sticky Fingaz exclaims, preparing the listener for their intense and aggressive performance.


we go that supercalfragilisticexbealli...) dose shit
Sticky Fingaz playfully references the tongue-twister 'supercalifragilisticexpialidocious,' expressing their ability to deliver extraordinary and mind-blowing lyrics.


(8-ball in the corner pocket)
Method Man adds a pool reference, suggesting that they are skilled and strategic, always ready to take control and secure a victory.


we snatch wallets off the white college
Method Man and Sticky Fingaz boast about their ability to steal from privileged individuals, particularly targeting white college students, emphasizing their skill and audacity.


the big apple forever rotten
Method Man refers to New York City, aka 'the big apple,' expressing the idea that the city is perpetually plagued by corruption and decay.


now when it comes to hard target hot nicks
Sticky Fingaz states that when it comes to challenging or confronting formidable opponents, they are the ones to watch out for.


(so what the bullet clot)
Sticky Fingaz introduces another catchy wordplay, replacing 'blood clot' with 'bullet clot,' suggesting their immunity to harm or being affected by violence.


pop shit, we due to knowledge, to sharp niggas, once bitten
Method Man emphasizes that they are experienced and knowledgeable about street life, understanding the craftiness and ruthlessness of their enemies.


major swingers, heavy hittin, poly your kitten, throw up your mitten
Method Man describes their ability to hold influence and power, striking with great force, and disrespecting or discarding those who are insignificant or disloyal.


stop bitchin, no slippin, no pot to piss in
Method Man encourages others to stop complaining or making excuses, as they have nothing and nowhere to go if they don't take action.


them meltin pots boilin hot now in mel's kitchen
Method Man compares their music to a boiling pot in Mel's kitchen, suggesting that their verses and presence are hitting the audience with intense heat and energy.


(yo, sticky fingaz, one of the illest mother fuckers
Sticky Fingaz introduces himself proudly, asserting his talent and reputation as one of the best in the industry.


my moms don't raise no suckers, i slap rappers
Sticky Fingaz declares that he comes from a strong and resilient background and asserts his dominance over other rappers, symbolically 'slapping' them with his superior skills.


turn em in to singers, touch something of mine and you'll have 9 fingers)
Sticky Fingaz boasts about his ability to physically harm someone, threatening to injure them severely if they cross him or tamper with his belongings.


enough said, let's make the whole fuckin town read
Method Man concludes that their reputation and impact should be widely recognized, spreading their influence and making people aware of their greatness.


(and rip their whole crew to a shred
Sticky Fingaz adds on, suggesting that they will not only defeat their enemies individually, but also dismantle their entire group.


i got cold blood) hold your club (i hold blood) show no love
Method Man and Sticky Fingaz proclaim their ruthlessness and lack of compassion, warning others to be cautious and not expect any mercy or kindness from them.


(so bug) shoot your whole club (and shoot up the whole club)
Method Man instructs others to provoke or challenge them, resulting in a violent and chaotic response, with the intention of causing harm to the entire group or establishment.


we throw slugs (you ain't no thug
Method Man and Sticky Fingaz demonstrate that they are capable of shooting bullets at their enemies, while mocking their adversaries, suggesting they are not true thugs or tough individuals in comparison.


i earn every god damn penny that i got
Method Man asserts that he has worked hard and deserves every penny he has earned, emphasizing his dedication and diligence.


son, i roll with a shotgun in the convertible
Method Man reveals his readiness for violence by mentioning that he carries a shotgun in his car, even in a convertible.


i wish a nigga with wood, would try to fuckin jack me, i'll murder you)
Method Man challenges anyone to attempt to rob or confront him, warning that he will respond with lethal force and take their life.


Chorus x2
The chorus is repeated twice.


wu-tang, wu-tang, onyx, onyx (x2)
The song concludes with the repetition of the group names, Wu-Tang Clan and Onyx.




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Sticky Fingaz, Sonny Seeza, Fredro Starr, Robert Fitzgerald Diggs, Russell Tyrone Jones, Jason Hunter, Lamont Jody Hawkins, Dennis Coles, Clifford Smith, Jamel Irief, Darryll Hill

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@TraversyMedia

No mumbling, cash, bitches, skinny jeans, womens clothing on men...just raw hip hop in it's purest form. I fucking miss the 90s. I forgot about this song. Was this on Last Dayz?

@a.k.a.theruggedmanchild9685

nah it was on Shut It Down.

@dantewest479

goofy ahhhh

@jonathanalvarez7793

Everybody on this track KILLED IT.
90s EAST COAST FOREVER. PEACE

@trackaholic-noel9488

Best lyricists come from East Coast Rap.hands down. On lock!!!πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ₯–πŸŽπŸ¦ΎπŸ†πŸ‘‘β³πŸ’―πŸ’―β³

@user-us8uj6op7u

https://youtu.be/OLq4YKceW70

@user-us8uj6op7u

https://youtu.be/OLq4YKceW70

@justjustin4044

Peace

@cyntk3306

Word

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@limojr

Back when rappers put blood and sweat into the art. 90s and early 2000s was truly golden

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