Yall Been Warned Lyrics by Wu-tang Clan

Yall Been Warned Lyrics

    [method man]
    Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
    Wu-tang, nigga, that's what's up (one)
    Wu-tang, nigga, that's what's up
    (that's what's up)
    Eh, eh, eh,
    Wu-tang, nigga, that's what's up
    Wu-tang, nigga, that's what's up

    Wu-tang, nigga, crash ya crew , laugh at you
    You bastard, you, pass through, slap an ass or two
    Hear me roar, timbaland tree, weed galore
    Mc's with gusto y'all ain't neva seen befo'
    El-producto, pass that, ya puff too slow
    That's what's up, yo, the kid with the buck-toothed flow
    Oh, that's meth man, south paw, i throw my left hand
    To that hardcore shit that even make the tec jam
    Oh my goodness! trust me, ain't nuttin like some hood shit
    Gotta love my dogs but ain't nuttin like a good bitch
    Strictly, if i'm goin down, she comin wit me
    Whole time screamin, "oh my god!", ain't no mystery

    [chorus: method man]

    Y'all been warned, about them killa bees on the swarm
    Y'all been warned, you either step or get stepped upon
    Correct me if i'm wrong but fake thugs never last long
    Can't wait until ya fake ass gone
    Y'all been warned, about them killa bees on the swarm
    Y'all been warned, you either step or get stepped upon
    Nigga, uh-oh! i think they're playin our song
    Lit blunts, clan in da front, sayin "it's on!"

    [rza]
    Try to wu hate, duck, you could suck my
    Watch the block get clear when i buck my
    Boomerang darts, you can't duck my
    No tellin which clan man you got struck by
    Chains get tucked when he walk by, hawk eye
    Arrows bein fired from crossbow, i talk fly
    You can't etcha-sketch all my rhyme threat
    Try to bite my flow, you catch ya throat strep
    Soaked in cess, dope, you eat the cold tec's
    Bold flex, w crown, the ice o-x
    Up in the oolie, yo, who you know?
    John bizzi, ghost deini, rollie finger and them toolies yo
    Stainless bobby, boy, you have an english folly
    To try to detain the slang that we can to polly
    Plus you didn't peep arief, kid, you sleep
    I seen this heap of shit, you in steep

    [chorus: method man]

    Y'all been warned, about them killa bees on the swarm
    Y'all been warned, you either step or get stepped upon
    Correct me if i'm wrong but fake thugs never last long
    Can't wait until ya fake ass gone

    [inspectah deck]

    Yo,amist the gravel, play the words of the big apple
    Broadcastin live from the pits of the battle
    Wigs split and rattled, get shook out ya saddle
    You ever hear me losin, one of y'all fix the panel
    Ask who? wu, that's true, known piranhas
    Who knows drama, fathers of your whole persona
    The mad doctor, stay locked in the o-r
    In too deep, beyond reach of the sonar
    Still a vet, say my name next to hall of fame
    Hurtin third string players, first day in the game
    It's on, son, the killa bee swarm come
    Make the world shake with one continuous drum

    [chorus: method man]

    Y'all been warned, about them killa bees on the swarm
    Y'all been warned, you either step or get stepped upon
    Correct me if i'm wrong but fake thugs never last long
    Can't wait until ya fake ass gone

    [raekwon & (masta killa)]

    Wave ya gun, killa (i got you)
    Shoot this nigga in his face fast, mumblin (i heard y'all forgot wu)
    Wear ya crown, black down (watch the block too)
    Blow at y'all niggas (blowin at the cops too)
    Eh-yo, my wallets stay bulletproofs racin in coups, yea we the realest
    Ultraviolet leathers on, pealin this, love lookin the illest
    Gorilla things, monster background with a history
    You're pumpin crack, yap clowns, we all real in here
    Strap a bomb on a family member, let y'all niggas know we here
    Blasted, it's like cheeba when i splashed it
    Real reefer heads'll know the meanin of hittin glass
    I told y'alls, against y'all, ginsengs, avenge gods
    Picture me stabbin you in the yard for r's
    Kid saw staten, nine bin ladens
    Valors on, colorful draws, lookin all relaxed in

    [chorus: method man]

    Y'all been warned, about them killa bees on the swarm
    Y'all been warned, you either step or get stepped upon
    Correct me if i'm wrong but fake thugs never last long
    Can't wait until ya fake ass gone
    Y'all been warned, about them killa bees on the swarm
    Y'all been warned, you either step or get stepped upon
    Nigga, uh-oh! i think they're playin our song
    Lit blunts, clan in da front, sayin "it's on!"

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