Wu Tang Clan – Protect Ya Neck w/ Lyrics

Protect Ya Neck by Wu Tang Clan. Lyrics: [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

Intro: RZA [Tiger style] [Tiger style] Tiger style Yo, huh, huh Wu-Tang Clan Ain’t Nuttin Ta Fuck Wit Wu-Tang Clan Ain’t Nuttin Ta Fuck Wit Wu-Tang Clan Ain’t Nuttin Ta Fuck Wit There’s noplace to hide once I step inside the room Dr. Doom, prepare for the boom BAM! Aw, MAN! I SLAM JAM, now scream like Tarzan Verse One: RZA I be tossin, enforcin, my style is awesome I’m causin more Family Feud’s than Richard Dawson And the survey said — ya dead Fatal Flying Guillotine chops off your fuckin head MZA who was that? Aiyyo, the Wu is back Makin niggaz go BO BO!, like on Super Cat Me fear no-one, oh no, here come The Wu-Tang shogun, killer to the eardrum! Verse Two: Inspectah Deck I puts the needle to the groove, I gets rude And I’m forced to fuck it up My style carries like a pickup truck Across the clear blue yonder Seek the China Sea, I slam tracks like quarterbacks sacks from LT 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! Chorus: RZA 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 nuttin ta fuck with Interlude: RZA Hyah! Step up, boy! Represent! Chop his head off, kid! Verse Three: Method Man The Meth will come out tomorrow, Styles, is wild, berserk, bizarro Flow, with more afro than Rollo Comin to a fork in the road which way to
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