Wu-tang Clan - Shame On A Nigga LyricsIntro: raekwon the chef[martial arts movie sample]Yeah, yo, aightPass the meth!(nizzuh nzza punk nigguh, yeah!)Yeah, aightKick the raw style, yeahFly that *****in sackChorus:Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a niggaWu buck wild with the trigger!Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a niggaWu buck- i ***** yo' ass up! what?(hut one, hut two, hut three, hut!)Verse one: ol dirty bastard, method man, raekwon the chefOl' dirty bastard, live and uncut!Styles unbreakable, shatterproofTo the young youth, ya wanna get gun? shoot!Blaow! how you like me now? don't ***** the styleRuthless wild!Do ya wanna getcha teeth knocked the ***** out?Wanna get on it like that, well then shout!Yo rza, yo razor!Hit me with the majorThe damage, my clan understand it be flavorGunnin, hummin comin atchaFirst i'm gonna getcha, once i gotcha, i gat-chaYou could never capture the method man's statureFor rhyme and for rapture, got niggaz resigning, now masterMy style? never! i put the *****ing buck in the wild kid, i'm terrorRazor sharp, i severThe head from the shoulders, i'm betterThan my compeda, you mean competitor, whadeva!Let's get together[shame on a nigga who try to run game on a niggaWu buckwild with the tri-blaow!]I react so thick, i'm phat, and yo!Rae came blowing and blew off ya headphones blackRap from yo cali to texasSmoother than a lexus, now's my turn to wreck thisBrothers approach and half step, but ain't heardHalf of it yet, and i bet you're not a *****in vetSo, when you see me on the real, formin like voltronRemember i got deep like a navy seal!Chorus:[shame on a nigga who try to run game on a niggaWu buck wild with the trigger!Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a niggaI'll ***** your ass up!]Verse two: ol dirty bastardYo...!I come with that ol' locoStyle from my vocalCouldn't peep it with a pair of bi-focalsI'm no joker! play me as a jokerBe on you like a house on fire! smoke ya!Crews be actin like they gangs, anywayBe like, "warriors! come out and playiyay!"Burn me, i get into shit, i let it out like diarrheaGot burnt once, but that was only gonorrheaDirty, i keep shit stinks in my drawersSo i can get fzza-funky for yahMurder, taste the flame of the wu-tang rahh!Here comes the tiger verse crane!Ow, be like wild with my stylePunk! you playing me, chump, you get dumpedWu! is comin through! at a theatre near you!And get funk like a shoe!What?!