Wu-Tang Clan C.R.E.A.M. from their debut CD, 36 Chambers.

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Classic wu video

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The game of chess is like a swordfight You must think first before you move...

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me and my young bull killing it

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Artist: Wu-Tang Clan Album: The W Song: Gravel Pit

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Wu-Tang Clan - Ice Cream, you its the bom

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Vid of Wu-Tang Clan's song Reunited I made

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Wu-Tang Clan - M.E.T.H.O.D. Man--fuorifase-brillo@hotmail.it

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Artist: Wu-Tang Clan Ft. Issac Hayes Song: I Can't Go To Sleep Album: The W

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video for Careful(Click Click) off the album The W

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Greatest video of all-time

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wu-tang dance

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Artist: Wu-Tang Clan Album: The W Song: Protect Ya Neck (The Jump Off) [2000]

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a collaboration of IAM & Wu Tang Clan

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Bamabounce Style Wutang

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Gravel Pit Video skips a little

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Artist: Wu-Tang Clan Album: Enter the Wu Tang Song: Wu Tang Clan Ain't Nothing To Fuck WIth & Shame on a N****

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Inspectah Deck playing all the WU classics in concert, C.R.E.A.M., Baby I like it Raw, Atack of the killer Bees, Bring the Ruckus, etc...etc..etc..

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Wu Tang Clan Killarmy

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Bloody version = Songname and means that it's completely uncensored! [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, cock 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* [U-God] Ooh, what, grab my nut get screwed Oww, here comes my Shaolin style Sloop-B and my b-boy's U 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 [Ol Dirty Bastard] First things first man you're fuckin with the worst I'll be stickin pins in your head like a fuckin 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 motherfuckin 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 fuckin 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 fuck'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 fuckin 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 fuck 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&R 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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Lyrics: [GZA] I take y'all niggas straight, +Beneath the Surface+ to the core, if it ain't raw its worthless Pentab professional, hold the ink while river rats fall off the raft and sink Tony let a brother Touch, twenty bar rush The way we push through equivalent to rocket thrust Allah just, I lay it for the mix tapes Quick to quake a label-mate The sound came outta rusted crate Surrounded by cobwebs Beat smooth enough to slide through like bobsleds On a cold white snow, plus with the right flow Wu-Tang niggaz they shine and make the mic glow [Masta Killa] We killin all gorillin with all that screwfacin Pacin back and forth looking savage, stop it [RZA aka Bobby Digital] Whether plugged in or plugged out Iron drill mugged or thugged out Blood in or blood out, son was bugged out Might look at you and slice you Buck fifty face stupid and say but run Nike swoop Who the fuck you think let y'all wild niggas in Allowed you to put down ya guns, and raise ya pen Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig, we don't fuck with no pig We teach the kids, you rather have a bullet or a word to your wig Murder rates increases, bullet holes the size of fifty cent pieces Don't worry about the weed or pussy, I read books I'm liable to mate'cha king with three rooks You see the Wu W raised in black fists Maybe Tony Touch, Concord needle will scratch this The ice cube link you bought, from the Jew for 80 G's was only appraised at fourty-two Gazed upon by the eyes of multitude of people, who would trade gold for food I heard boar's head killed more than nuclear's warhead Or street serfs who walk around dressed in all red Bobby Digi said if you ever in Compton or Long Beach Break my sons Doc Doom and Crisis wit a nice piece [Masta Killa] Penetrate on mix tape, with the legislation Illustrate constant elevation Spark friction, Shawshank Golden Arm Redemption Endorsed my the Masta inscription signature [Inspecta Deck] Off top my unorthodox style of attack is like Hannibal rollin on elephant's backs Pack a long barrel, bustin off strong ammo My light so vast I cast twenty foot shadows First family, fifth cappo, micro to macro Load it in ya head play it back slow Act like you know, this is no drill Murderous rap revealed goin for kill On these New York city sidewalks we walk Camoflauge, dodgin the eyes of the hawk Kani Sport, totin the fifth, slidin off My live source movin across with brute force Bloodsport, anymore heads face the blade Fakers must fade, the stakes are now raised Words of murder, suspense, and intrigue Make major league niggaz show signs of fatigue My Killer Bees span wider than seven seas Squeeze on MC's, with bullet train speed Tony's Touch create more gold than Midas Ya highness, all in ya head, like ya hair stylus [Ghostface Killah] Frosty mug, big ring leaders top secret thug Lampin in cheaters Orenthal with the murder glove Boat of the town, devilish grin look peculiar Swung on this faggot, knocked the windows outta Silvia's Timb's got scuffed up, my ankles got sprained, that's my word To ever single seat I smack flames Staten Island's bayside of teachers of Elijah Thrown out the temple, non-calodic wit the father Nickname's Pudding, Clarence 13X before the Will Smith's and the limelights of Cuba Gooding Lost in the cosmos, explodin through a quasar Be duckin pulsars, organic stay still be the Gods Tony Touch, Tony Touch Word up Big Face Ghost in effect

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First verse: RZA Second verse: Ghostface Killah

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Wu-Tang Clan "For Heaven's Sake" 1997 Wu-Tang Forever [Lyrics} [Intro: Inspectah Deck] Yo, one two one two Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang It's the Wu, creepin in the shadows Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang (Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang) Oh baby, for heavens sake Sir I, Excalibur Oh baby, for heavens sake (Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang) [2X] Oh baby, for heavens sake [Verse One: Inspectah Deck/Rebel INS] Yo, aiyyo my rap style swing like Willie Mays My eyes Purple Haze, my solar razor burn through shades My grenades raid the airwaves, catch this rap page I glide like, hovercrafts on the Everglades Boom master, with the faster blade, track slasher Manufacture poems to microphones, bones fracture Limited edition composition spark friction non-fiction, the calm bomb keep your arm distant Zero tolerance, dominant intelligence Wu original, true colors step from the melanin The most high, most try, to get close by and overthrow I, but choke, with they hopes up high I circulate the tri-state and vibrate beyond the Richter Flies sense to flock when they spot this live nigga The crowd seducer black your third eye before I lose ya Verbal high I leave stars in the eyes of Medusa Top ten, parley like Cochran, it's often narrow margin, of your odds to dodge the marksman Murder rap, kill you soft like Roberta Flack Words attack like a british bulldog, observe the stacks Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang Oh baby, for heavens sake [repeat both lines 4X] [Verse Two: Masta Killa] Now all pay tribute to this entity A spark that surges through the undergrowth overwhelmin the populace from the entry The Wu-Tang Dynasty, has emerged from this elite fleet I was appointed to strike the vital nerve Mouths tend to utter and speak empty words Observe the magnetic attraction as we breathe Seeds of MC's at these fake ass industry niggaz feed off, the chrome mic tend to squeeze off and spray, an array of shots that travel downwind, just respect pyrhiffic pen as I send, the minds of the weak To rise and take power I blew tower-ing over the land as we stand, expanding our CREAM A dollar to every grain of sand Let the mind use the physical as planned Oh baby, for heavens sake Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang Oh baby, for heavens sake [Verse Three: Cappadonna] Yo, yo, this is Beirut Try to comprehend check out my new suit Gods blend aim take fire pure destruction Dissapear from here, my year, drop the stupid LP's everywhere Fallin out the sky tall sniper Raps by Cappadonna hit the countryside Poetry whirlpool, RZA and True collide We produce article exception to the rule We the black men that struck oil, the hardboiled Cats that made that Watergate thing go spoiled The heavy-handed, locked down stranged with Cyrus Wu Pirates, sneak inside the club, low eyes Low down dirty, twelve thirty, night time crawlers Off-the-wallers, basketball gun brawlers Smoked out throw both fists for nine-seven Slang reverand, put the best work in Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang Oh baby, for heavens sake [repeat both 4X]

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Wu-Tang Clan Take it Back from new the album "8 Diagrams" out now! Watch a behind the scenes look at the Wu-Tang at BodogTV: http://tv.bodoglife.net/music/?play=wu-tang-epk Raekwon, Inspectah Deck, Method Man, Ghostface Killah, U-God, Mastakilla, Rza and Gza

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