Artist: Harlem 6 Album: Harlem Musik Song: Ode 2 the Wu Typed by: Tha Masta [Intro: Black Jesus] Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang SUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!! [Black Jesus] Meth, Ghost, Rae, The RZA (uh-huh) Inspectah Deck, U-God and The GZA (Okay) O.D.B. and of course, Masta Killa And I can't forget the other Wu familia I'ma take you back to '94, I was a kid with rap dreams They taught me how to Protect my Neck, the manual for getting CREAM Inspired by these brothers, I knew that I could do it too But never thought The RZA, would bless us with The W Thought Method Man Brung the Pain? I'ma show you what's gon' happen once the Harlem 6 done got in the game We gon' add on to the legacy, that's more goons, a bigger threat We'll hit you with harpoons, smoke you like a cigarette I come from the 'jects, I know about the hallways Sipping on St. Ide's and puffing weed all day It's well known, Nothing to Fuck Wit That's why meeting now, we never die, so go here with this It's something [Chorus: all] This is Ode 2 the Wu, in '93 they changed the game From the slums of Shaolin came the 36 Chambers Only Built 4 Cuban Linx had the streets going crazy Everybody was screaming M-E-T-H-O-D, Man It was a plan, all RZA's tracks turned major And Ghostface set the pace when he hit y'all with Ironman While GZA and U-God came with Deck to Inspect For the late great O.D.B., Shame on you Niggaz that's hating [Wil Power] Since my youth I knew my duty would be Playing with the suuu, Wu T-A-N-G Clan Innovators for success, a whole new way of spitting Made you sharpen ya skills in a lab and handle ya business Meth gave you a threat, feeding you the disses Chef came on ya set, recipes for ya kitchen And Ironman launched the missles, threw you across the board GZA came with that formula of Liquid Swords RZA gave you, that Digital Bullet that got rid of you Fakers and perpetrators, O.D.B., he would ridicule Hip hop clothing line, Wu-Wear was Prophecy Stomped the streets, matching hat and multi-colored Wallabees The Harlem 6 is on the scene, watching all the odds increase The rebirth movement, the new vision to the streets And you best believe, this time we play for keeps The Swarm of newborns, that's ready to take the East [Chorus] [Yung Man] It's Harlem, Strong Island to Brook Zu Throw the guns up in the air if you rep Wu We go hard, when I was younger never thought that I'd be a part of the movement that was too thick to break apart Here's a blueprint for any group trying to make it large R.I.P. to O.D.B., peace to the God Shout outs to, G.P. Wu and the Killarm' Sunz of Man, The Royal Fam and the Cappadon' 15 years up in the game, and just getting started We ain't back, we never left, nigga, I beg ya pardon Get to stepping, keep it moving, we run this market Harlem 6, the chosen few to take out the garbage We do what most won't do, do it with honor No more riding the bandwagon, don't even bother We Ain't Nothing to Fuck With, yeah you know the motto This is Ode 2 the Wu, you got a problem, holla [Chorus]