Ruckus
Lyrics
Ruckus
Ghostface, catch the blast of a hype verse My Glock bursts, leave in a Hearse, I did worse I come rough, tough like an elephant tusk Ya head rush, fly like Egyptian musk Aw shit, Wu-Tang Clan spark the wicks an' However, I master the trick just like Nixon Causin' terror, quick damage ya whole era Hard rocks is locked the fuck up, or found shot P.L.O. style, hazardous, 'cause I wreck this dangerous I blow sparks like Waco, Texas I watch my back like I'm locked down, hardcore hittin' sound Watch me act bugged, and tear it down Illiterate-type asshole, songs goin' gold, no doubt And you watch a corny migga fold Yeah, they fake and all that Carryin' gats but yo, my Clan Rollin' like forty Macs Now ya act convinced, I guess it makes sense Wu-Tang, yo suu, represent I wait for one to act up Now I got him backed up Gun to his neck now, react what? And that's one in the chamber Wu-Tang banger, 36 styles of danger (danger) Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus Bring da mother, bring da motherfuckin' ruckus Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus Bring da mother, bring da, bring da motherfuckin' ruckus Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus Bring da mother, bring da motherfuckin' ruckus Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus