Listen to Shame On A N***a by Wu-Tang Clan

Shame On A N***a

Wu-Tang Clan

Hip-Hop/Rap

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OVERVIEW

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Music Video

Wu-Tang Clan - Shame On a N***a (Official Audio) ft. Raekwon, Ol' Dirty Bastard, Method Man

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Prince Rakeem

Programming

4th Disciple

Scratches

Method Man

Vocals

Ol' Dirty Bastard

Ol' Dirty Bastard

Vocals

Raekwon

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Clifford Smith

Songwriter

Corey Woods

Songwriter

Dennis Coles

Songwriter

Gary Grice

Songwriter

Jason Hunter

Songwriter

Lamont Jody Hawkins

Lamont Jody Hawkins

Songwriter

Robert Diggs

Songwriter

Russell Jones

Songwriter

Prince Rakeem

Arranger

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

RZA

Producer

Ethan Ryman

Engineer

Chris Gehringer

Chris Gehringer

Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]

Shame on a **** who try to run game on a ****

Wu buck wild with the trigger

Shame on a **** who try to run game on a ****

Wu buck- I'll fuck your ass up

[Verse 1]

Yo, hut one, hut two, hut three, hut

Ol' Dirty Bastard, live and uncut

Styles unbreakable, shatterproof

To the young youth, you wanna get gun? Shoot!

Blaow! How you like me now?

Don't fuck the style, ruthless, wild

Do you wanna get your teeth knocked the fuck out?

Wanna get on it like that? Well, then, shout

[Verse 2]

Yo, RZA, yo, razor, hit me with the major

The damage, my clan understand it, be flavor

Gunnin', hummin', comin' at ya

First I'm gonna get ya, once I got ya, I gat ya

You could never capture the Method Man's stature

For rhyme and for rapture, got **** resignin'

Now master my style? Never!

I put the fuckin' buck in the wild, kid, I'm terror

Razor-sharp, I sever the head from the shoulders

I'm better than my compet'ta

You mean competitor, whatever, let's get together

[Chorus]

Shame on a **** who try to run game on a ****

Wu buck wild with the tri-blaow!

[Verse 3]

I react so thick, I'm phat, and yo

Rae came blowin' and blew off your headphones, black

Rap from, yo, Cali to Texas

Smoother than a Lexus, now's my turn to wreck this

Brothers approach and half step

But ain't heard half of it yet and I bet you're not a fuckin' vet

So, when you see me on the real

Formin' like Voltron, remember I got deep like a Navy Seal

[Chorus]

Shame on a **** who try to run game on a ****

Wu buck wild with the trigger

Shame on a **** who try to run game on a ****

I'll fuck your ass up!

[Verse 4]

Yo!

I come with that ol' loco style from my vocal

Couldn't peep it with a pair of bifocals

I'm no joker, play me as a joker

Be on you like a house on fire, smoke ya

Crews be actin' like they gangs, anyway

Be like, "Warriors, come out and play!"

Burn me, I get into shit, I let it out like diarrhea

Got burnt once but that was only gonorrhea

Dirty, I keep shit stains in my drawers so I can get fizzy-funky for ya

Murder, taste the flame of the Wu-Tang

Rah! Here comes the Tiger vs. Crane

I'll be like wild with my style

Punk, you play me, chump, you get jumped

Wu! is comin' through at a theater near you

And get funk like a shoe

What?

Written by: Wu-Tang Clan