Protect Ya Neck
"So what's up man?Cooling man""Chilling chilling?""Yo you know I had to call, you know why right?""Why?""Because, yo, I never ever call and ask, you to play something right?""Yeah""You know what I wanna hear right?""What you wanna hear?I wanna hear that Wu-Tang joint""Wu-Tang again?""Ah yeah, again and again!"
[sounds of fighting]
[RZA] Wu-Tang Clan coming at you, protect your neck kid, so set it off the Inspector Deck[Meth] watch your step kid [8X]
[Inspector Deck]I smoke on the mic like smoking Joe FrazierThe hell raiser, raising hell with the flavorTerrorize the jam like troops in PakistanSwinging through your town like your neighborhood SpidermanSo uhh, tic toc and keep tickingWhile I get you flipping off the shit I'm kickingThe Lone Ranger, code red, danger!Deep in the dark with the art to rip charts apartThe vandal, too hot to handleyou battle, you're saying Goodbye like Tevin CampbellRoughneck, Inspector Deck's on the setThe rebel, I make more noise than heavy metal
[Raekwon]The way I make the crowd go wild, sit back relax won't smileRae got it going on pal, call me the rap assassinatorRhymes rugged and built like SchwarzeneggerAnd I'm gonna get mad deep like a threat, blow up your projectThen take all your assetsCause I came to shake the frame in halfWith the thoughts that bomb, shit like math!So if you wanna try to flip go flip on the next manCause I grab the clip andHit you with sixteen shots and more I gotGoing to war with the melting pot hot
[Method]It's the Method Man for short Mr. MethMoving on your left, ah!And set it off, get it off, let it off like a gatI wanna break full, cock me backSmall change, they putting shame in the gameI take aim and blow that nigga out the frameAnd like Fame, my style'll live foreverNiggaz crossing over, but they don't know no betterBut I do, true, can I get a "sue"Nuff respect due to the one-six-ohI mean oh, you check out the flowlike the Hudson or PCP when I'm dustingNiggaz off because I'm hot like sauceThe smoke from the lyrical blunt makes me [cough]
[U-God]Oh, what, grab my nut get screwedOw, here comes my Shaolin styleSloop, B. A. Buh-B. Y. Uto my crew with the "sue"
[Interlude]watch your step kid [8X][Ol Dirty Bastard] c'mon baby baby c'mon [4X][RZA] Yo, you best protect your neck
[Ol Dirty Bastard]First things first man you're fucking with the worstI'll be sticking pins in your head like a fucking nurseI'll attack any nigga who's slack in his mackCome fully packed with a fat rugged stackShame on you when you stepped through toThe Ol Dirty Bastard straight from the Brooklyn ZooAnd I'll be damned if I let any manCome to my center, you enter the winterStraight up and down that shit packed jamYou can't slam, don't let me get fool on him manThe Ol Dirty Bastard is dirty and stinkingAson, unique rolling with the night of the creepsNiggaz be rolling with a stashain't saying cash, bite my style I'll bite your motherfucking ass!
[Ghostface Killah]For crying out loud my style is wild so book meNot long is how long that this rhyme took meEjecting, styles from my lethal weaponMy pen that rocks from here to OregonHere's Mordigan, catch it like a psycho flashbackI love gats, if rap was a gun, you wouldn't bust backI come with shit that's all types of shapes and soundsAnd where I lounge is my stomping groundsI give a order to my peeps across the waterTo go and snatch up props all around the borderAnd get far like a shooting star'cause who I am is dim in the light of Pablo EscobarPoint blank as I kick the square bizThere it is you're fucking with pros and there it goes
[RZA]You chill with the feedback black we don't need thatIt's ten o'clock hoe, where the fuck's your seed at?Feeling mad hostile, ran the apostleFlowing like Christ when I speaks the gospelStroll with the holy roll then attack the globe with the buckus stylethe ruckus, ten times ten men committing mad sinTurn the other cheek and I'll break your fucking chinSlaying boom-bangs like African drums (we'll be)Coming around the mountain when I comeCrazy flamboyant for the rap enjoymentMy clan increase like black unemploymentYeah, another one dare,Tuh-took a genius (to) take us the fuck outta here
[Genius]The Wu is too slamming for these Cold Killing labelsSome ain't had hits since I seen Aunt MabelBe doing artists in like Cain did AbelNow they money's gettin stuck to the gum under the tableThat's what you get when you misuse what I inventYour empire falls and you lose every centFor trying to blow up a scrubNow that thought was just as bright as a 20-watt light bulbShould've pumped it when I rocked itNiggaz so stingy they got short arms and deep pocketsThis goes on in some companiesWith majors they're scared to death to pump theseFirst of all, who's your A&RA mountain climber who plays an electric guitarBut he don't know the meaning of dopeWhen he's looking for a suit and tie rapthat's cleaner than a bar of soapAnd I'm the dirtiest thing in sightMatter of fact bring out the girls and let's have a mud fight
[sounds of fighting]
[RZA] You best protect your neck [4X]