System Of A Down- Shame On A Nigga

I FUCK yo' ass up!

Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Wu buck wild with the trigger!
Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Yo, I FUCK yo' ass up!

(HUT ONE, HUT TWO, HUT THREE, HUT!)

S.O.A.D., live and uncut!
Styles unbreakable, shatterproof
To the young youth, ya wanna get gun? Shoot!
BLAOW! How you like me now? Don't fuck the style
Ruthless wild!
Do ya wanna getcha teeth knocked the FUCK out?
Wanna get on it like that, well then shout!

Lasers and blazers
Hit me with the major
The damage, my Clan understand it be flavor
Gunnin, hummin comin atcha
First I'm gonna getcha, once I gotcha, I gat-cha
You could never capture the Method Man's stature
For rhyme and for rapture, got niggaz resigning, now master
my style? Never! I put the fucking buck in the wild kid
Let's get together

[Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Wu buckwild with the tri-BLAOW!]

Brought like 20 white boys
in the back of a pick-up truck
with hockey pucks and skateboards
on their way to Woodstock
Leave home the glock
I have a gun the size of a blackhole
Shoot planets
Don't get credit
Throw your hands up in the air
Don't panic
Supreme arm leg leg arm head
Wu-Tang-Clan playin' the tightest long dreads.

[Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Wu buck wild with the trigger!