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INTERPRÉTATION
Wu-Tang Clan
Wu-Tang Clan
Interprète
RZA
RZA
Chant
Inspectah Deck
Inspectah Deck
Chant
Method Man
Method Man
Chant
4th Disciple
4th Disciple
Scratch
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Clifford Smith
Clifford Smith
Paroles/Composition
Corey Woods
Corey Woods
Paroles/Composition
Dennis Coles
Dennis Coles
Paroles/Composition
Gary Grice
Gary Grice
Paroles/Composition
Jason Hunter
Jason Hunter
Paroles/Composition
Lamont Jody Hawkins
Lamont Jody Hawkins
Paroles/Composition
Robert Diggs
Robert Diggs
Paroles/Composition
Russell Jones
Russell Jones
Paroles/Composition
RZA
RZA
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
RZA
RZA
Production
Method Man
Method Man
Co‑production
Ethan Ryman
Ethan Ryman
Ingénierie
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Mitchell Diggs
Mitchell Diggs
Production déléguée
Robert Diggs
Robert Diggs
Production déléguée
Oli Grant
Oli Grant
Production déléguée
Dennis Coles
Dennis Coles
Production déléguée

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Tiger style, Tiger style (Tiger style) Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck with Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck with Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck with Yo, there's no place to hide as I step inside the room Dr. Doom, prepare for the boom Bam! Aw, man! I, slam, jam, now scream like Tarzan I be tossing, enforcing, my style is awesome I'm causing more family feuds than Richard Dawson And the survey said, "You're dead" Fatal Flying Guillotine chops off your fucking head Mister, who is that? Ayo, the Wu is back Making niggas go Bo! Bo! like I'm Super Cat Me fear no-one, oh no, here come The Wu-Tang shogun, killer to the eardrum Put the needle to the groove, I gets rude and I'm forced To fuck it up, my style carries like a pick-up truck Cross the clear blue yonder, sea to shining sea I slam tracks like quarterback sacks from L.T Now why try and test, the Rebel INS? Blessed since the birth, I earth-slam your best 'Cause I bake the cake, then take the cake And eat it, too, with my crew while we head state to state And if you want beef, then bring the ruckus Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin ta fuck with Straight from the motherfucking slums that's busted Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck with Ha! Lebonon! Step up, boy! Represent! Chop his head off, kid! The Meth will come out tomorrow Styles, conditions, bizarre, bizarro Flow, with more afro than Rollo Coming to a fork in the road, which way to go? Just follow Meth is the legend, niggas is sleepy hollow Infact I'm a hard act to follow I dealt for dolo, Bogart coming on through Niggas is like, "Oh, my God, not you!" Yes, I, come to get a slice of the punk and the pie Rather do than die, check my flavor, coming from the RZA Which is short for the razor, who make me reminisce true Like déjà, vu! I'm rubber, niggas is like glue Whatever you say rubs off me sticks to you Tiger style, Tiger style Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck with Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck with Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck with Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck with Ahh-hah! Yeah! Representin' Brooklyn, Queens Long Island, Manhattan, Bronx The Rugged Lands of Shaolin Niggas from Virginia, Atlanta, our boys in Ohio Comin' through with the crazy Y-O-Y-O Yo, niggas from The Source My man Kelly Woo from the Gavin Will Strickland, Jason Staton, yeah True, true, my nigga Crown, what's goin' down, boy? We ain't nuthing ta fuck with The whole Texas mob, the Chicago mob Niggas from Detroit, fuckin' California squadron Comin' through, you know what I'm sayin'? The whole fuckin' West Coast to the whole East Niggas from D.C., down to Maryland All the way over there in Morgan State Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' ta fuck with All over the whole fuckin' globe, comin' through, boy Peace to the fuckin' Zulu Nation Peace to all the Gods and the Earths, word is bond Wu-Tang slang, choppin' heads, boy It ain't safe no more, peace! Tiger style Tiger style Tiger style Tiger style Tiger style Tiger style Tiger style Tiger style
Writer(s): Robert F. Diggs, Corey Woods, Lamont Hawkins, Jason S. Hunter, Clifford Smith, Dennis David Coles, Russell T. Jones, Gary E. Grice Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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