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system of a down - shame on a nigga lyrics

i’ll f-ck your -ss up (x4)

chorus: [system of a down] (wu-tang clan)
shame on a n-gg- who tried to run game on a n-gg-
(wu buck wild with the trigga)
shame on a n-gg- who tried to run game on a n-gg-
(yo — i’ll f-ck your -ss up)

[system of a down]
hut 1, hut 2, hut 3, hut
s.o.a.d., live and un-cut
styles unbreakable, shatterproof, to the young youth, you wanna get gun, shoot, blam
how you like me now?
don’t f-ck the style, ruthless wild
do you wanna get your teeth knocked the f-ck out?
wanna get it on like that? then shout
come on…

lazers 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 can never catch a n-gg- man’s stature
for rhyme and for rapture
got n-gg-s resigning, now master, my style
never
i put the f-ckin’ buck in the wild kid,
let’s get together

chorus: [system of a down] (wu-tang clan) it’s repeated 3x
shame on a n-gg- who tried to run game on a n-gg- (x2)
shame on a n-gg- who tried to run game on a n-gg-
(wu buck wild with tha trigga)
shame on a n-gg- who tried to run game on a n-gg-
(yo — i’ll f-ck your -ss up)

[wu-tang clan]
i brought like 20 white boys in the back of a pickup truck
with hockey pucks and skateboards on the way to woodstock
leave home the glock, i have a gun the size of a black hole
shoot planets, don’t get frantic, throw your hands up in the air
don’t panic
supreme arm, leg, leg, arm, head
wu-tang clan, tight as long dreads

chorus: [system of a down] (wu-tang clan)
shame on a n-gg- who tried to run game on a n-gg- (x2)
shame on a n-gg- who tried to run game on a n-gg-
(wu buck wild with tha trigga)
shame on a n-gg- who tried to run game on a n-gg-
(yo — i’ll f-ck your -ss up)

[system of a down]
i come with that loco style from my vocal
couldn’t peep it all 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 acting like they gangs anyway
be like “warriors come out and playiyay”
burn me, i get into sh-t, i let it out like diarrhea
got burned once, but that was only gonhorrea
dirty i keep sh-t sticks in my drawers
so i can get fuzzy funky for ya
murder – taste the flame of the wu-tang, rahh
here comes the tiger versus crane
ow, be like wild with my style
punk! you playing me chump, you get dumped
wu, is coming through, at a theatre near you
and get funk like a shoe

i’ll f-ck your -ss up (x5)

b-tch (wu-tang:f-ck his -ss up)

- system of a down lyrics

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