Wu-Tang Clan — Bring Da Ruckus Demo Version

[Intro: RZA] Bring da bring da muthafucking ruckus En garde, I'll let you try my Wu-Tang style [Hook: RZA] Bring da motherfuckin ruckus Bring da motherfuckin ruckus Bring da mother, bring da motherfuckin ruckus Bring da motherfuckin ruckus [Verse 1: Raekwon] Something new from my real live raps and so catch this While I kick a verse like chapters I'm all of that, proceed with the militant act With the rugged Timberlands or with boots that's black But on the real, I'm cold like blue steel Out to catch a hit and make a mill, chill Maintain yourself Black, you're strapping all of that But you ain't got shit in this shack Jack That's my word, I'm used to beef and I can eat it mad raw And pick it out my gold teeth But yo back to the subject, Wu's trying to get wrecked yo Pass the weed thru your shit god mic check, need a little meth yo True, back to me flipping you and your so called zoo You got nothing on a nigga from Staten A drunk monk, smoking mad skunk and stacking I didn't need rap shit to get me on, I was a crimey Driving a Benz hearing my man's song And when shit gone broke out, everybody got smoked out And cops drove the wrong route Don't act evil and possess to hurt me Forty guns be flowing in your face Who wants some? [Hook: RZA] Bring da motherfuckin ruckus Bring da motherfuckin ruckus Bring da mother, bring da motherfuckin ruckus Bring da motherfuckin ruckus [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] I rip it hardcore, like porno-flick bitches I roll with groups of ghetto bastards with biscuits Check it, my method on the microphone's banging Wu-Tang slang'll leave the microphone hanging Bust this, I'm kicking like Segall, Out for Justice The roughness, yes the rudeness, ruckus Redrum I verbally assault with the tongue Murder one, my style shot your knot like a stun-gun I'm hectic, I wreck it with the quickness Set it on the microphone, and competition get blown By this nasty ass nigga with my nigga, the RZA Charged like a bull and got pull like a trigger So bad, stabbing up the pad with the vocab, crab I scream on your ass like your dad, bring it on [Hook: RZA] Bring da motherfuckin ruckus Bring da motherfuckin ruckus Bring da mother, bring da motherfuckin ruckus Bring da motherfuckin ruckus [Verse 4: GZA] Yo, I'm more rugged than slaveman boots New recruits, I'm fucking up MC troops I break loops, and trample shit, while I stomp A mudhole in that ass, cause I'm straight out the swamp Creeping up on site, now it's Fright Night My Wu-Tang slang is mad fucking dangerous And more deadly than the stroke of an axe Chopping through your back Giving bystanders heart-attacks Niggas try to flip, tell me who is him I blow up his fuckin prism Make it a vicious act of terrorism You wanna bring it, so fuck it Come on and bring the ruckus And I provoke niggas to kick buckets I'm wetting CREAM I ain't wetting fame Who selling gain I'm giving out a deadly game It's not the Russian it's the Wu-Tang crushin Roulette, slip up and get fucked like Suzette Bring da fuckin ruckus [Hook: RZA] Bring da motherfuckin ruckus Bring da motherfuckin ruckus Bring da mother, bring da motherfuckin ruckus Bring da motherfuckin ruckus [Outro: RZA] Yea, Wu-Tang production, kid Straight from the 35 Chambers The Inspectah Deck-sta, Raekwon the Chef And the RZA-RZA-Ra' Shout out to my man RNS, Big Mook and Divine Mr. Hezekiah, Due Lilz, the Ghostface Killah Ason Unique, yeah, Gka-Gka-Genius Give it raw, bring da mothafuckin ruckus Wu-Tang Clan (bring da mothafuckin ruckus)