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Wu-tang Clan - Protect Ya Neck Lyrics

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  • So whassup man?
  • Coolin man
  • Chillin chillin?
  • Yo you know I had to call, you know why right?
  • Why?
  • Because, yo, I never ever call and ask, you to play somethin right?
  • Yeah
  • You know what I wanna hear right?
  • Whatchu wanna hear?
  • I wanna hear that Wu-Tang joint
  • Wu-Tang again?
  • Ahh yeah, again and again!
  • *Sounds of fighting*
  • [Rza] Wu-Tang Clan comin at ya, protect ya neck kid, so set it off
  • De Inspector Deck
  • [Meth] watch ya step kid (8X)
  • [Inspector Deck]
  • I smoke on the mic like smokin Joe Frazier
  • The hell raiser, raisin hell with the flavor
  • Terrorize the jam like troops in Pakistan
  • Swingin through your town like your neighborhood Spiderman
  • So uhh, tic toc and keep tickin
  • While I get ya flippin off the shit I'm kickin
  • The Lone Ranger, code red, danger!
  • Deep in the dark with the art to rip charts apart
  • The vandal, too hot to handle
  • Ya battle, you're sayin Goodbye like Tevin Campbell
  • Roughneck, Inspector Deck's on the set
  • The rebel, I make more noise than heavy metal
  • [Raekwon]
  • The way I make the crowd go wild, sit back relax won't smile
  • Rae got it goin on pal, call me the rap assassinator
  • Rhymes rugged and built like Schwarzenegger
  • And I'ma get mad deep like a threat, blow up your project
  • Then take all your assets
  • Cause I came to shake the frame in half
  • With the thoughts that bomb, shit like math!
  • So if ya wanna try to flip go flip on the next man
  • Cause I grab the clip and
  • Hit ya with sixteen shots and more I got
  • Goin to war with the meltin pot hot
  • [Method]
  • It's the Method Man for short Mr. Meth
  • Movin on your left, aah!
  • And set it off, get it off, let it off like a gat
  • I wanna break full, c*** me back
  • Small change, they puttin shame in the game
  • I take aim and blow that nigga out the frame
  • And like Fame!!, my style'll live forever
  • Niggaz crossin over, but they don't know no better
  • But I do, true, can I get a "sue"
  • Nuff respect due to the one-six-ooh
  • I mean ohh, yo check out the flow
  • Like the Hudson or pcp when I'm dustin
  • Niggaz off because I'm hot like sauce
  • The smoke from the lyrical blunt makes me *cough*
  • [you-God]
  • Ooh, what, grab my nut get screwed
  • Oww, here comes my Shaolin style
  • Sloop-B and my b-boy's you
  • To my crew with the "suuue"
  • *Interlude*
  • Watch ya step kid (8X)
  • [Ol Dirty Bastard] c'mon baby baby c'mon (4X)
  • [Rza] Yo, ya best protect ya neck
  • First things first man you're *****in with the worst
  • I'll be stickin pins in your head like a *****in nurse
  • I'll attack any nigga who's slack in his mack
  • Come fully packed with a fat rugged stack
  • Shame on you when you stepped through to
  • The Ol Dirty bastard straight from the Brooklyn Zoo
  • And I'll be damned if I let any man
  • Come to my center, you enter, the winter
  • Straight up and down that shit packed jam
  • You can't slam, don't let me get fool on him man
  • The Ol Dirty bastard is dirty and stinkin
  • Ason, Unique rollin with the night of the creeps
  • Niggaz be rollin with a stash
  • Ain't sayin cash, bite my style I'll bite your mother*****in ass!
  • [Ghostface Killah]
  • For cryin out loud my style is wild so book me
  • Not long is how long that this rhyme took me
  • Ejectin, styles from my lethal weapon
  • My pen that rocks from here to Oregon
  • Here's Mordigan, catch it like a psycho flashback
  • I love gats, if rap was a gun, you wouldn't bust back
  • I come with shit that's all types of shapes and sounds
  • And where I lounge is my stompin grounds
  • I give a order to my peeps across the water
  • To go and snatch up props all around the border
  • And get far like a shootin star
  • Cause who I are, is dim in the light of Pablo Escobar
  • Point blank as I kick the square biz
  • There it is you're *****in with pros and there it goes
  • [Rza]
  • Yo chill with the feedback black we don't need that
  • It's ten o'clock hoe, where the *****'s your seed at
  • Feelin mad hostile, ran the apostle
  • Flowin like Christ when I speaks the gospel
  • Stroll with the holy roll then attack the globe with the buckus style
  • The ruckus, ten times ten men committin mad sin
  • Turn the other cheek and I'll break your *****in chin
  • Slayin boom-bangs like African drums (we'll be)
  • Comin around the mountain when I come
  • Crazy flamboyant for the rap enjoyment
  • My clan increase like black unemployment
  • Yeah, another one dare, G-Gka-Genius
  • Take us the ***** outta here
  • [Genius]
  • The Wu is too slammin for these Cold Killin labels
  • Some ain't had hits since I seen Aunt Mabel
  • Be doin artists in like Cain did Abel
  • Now they money's gettin stuck to the gum under the table
  • That's what ya get when ya misuse what I invent
  • Your empire falls and ya lose every cent
  • For tryin to blow up a scrub
  • Now that thought was just as bright as a 20-watt light bulb
  • Should of pumped it when I rocked it
  • Niggaz so stingy they got short arms and deep pockets
  • This goes on in some companies
  • With majors they're scared to death to pump these
  • First of all, who's your A&are
  • A mountain climber who plays an electric guitar
  • But he don't know the meaning of dope
  • When he's lookin for a suit and tie rap
  • That's cleaner than a bar of soap
  • And I'm the dirtiest thing in sight
  • Matter of fact bring out the girls and let's have a mud fight
  • *Sounds of fighting*
  • [Rza] You best protect ya neck (4X)

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