Next Friday movie - Shaolin Worldwide lyrics

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Song by Wu-Tang Clan<br /><br>

"Who's the knucklehead wantin respect?" -- [Ghostface]<br>

[sample repeats in background of Street's intro]<br>

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[Intro: Street Life, (Method Man)]<br>

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Yo, yo<br>

Never doubt the Life<br>

(EHHHH! YO!) Yo<br>

Who the fuck are you to criticize me?<br>

Yo, I slap, yo, I slap dick ta ya wifey<br>

Yo (respect, that's my word)<br>

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[Street Life]<br>

Another Wu tradition, Street vision, listen<br>

All my life I've been poverty stricken<br>

Always took what's mines, never was given<br>

a second chance just to rap sheet a bad decision<br>

You can't knock the hustle or the life that I'm livin<br>

Quick to stick the clip in, blow you out position<br>

Street juridictions, nigga, no restriction<br>

Concrete composition for emcee's in submission<br>

Special edition crash course mission<br>

Push through like the task force and crush all competition<br>

See you from a distance, dry snitchin, whisperin<br>

Greet your man posted up like two little bitches<br>

When you get the heart, step live or catch stitches<br>

Or find yourself with Del, sleepin with the fishes<br>

I got no love for fans that's fake ass niggas<br>

I can't stand the bid when it's all in my business<br>

Wu-Tang Forever and a day, don't get it twisted<br>

I get lifted, I just shoot somethin from hot buscuit<br>

These street kids, we can't lost, we terrorize you district<br>

Leave no finger prints and no survivin witness<br>

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[Chorus: Method Man]<br>

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Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide<br>

(Yo, yo Math!)<br>

It's them kids from the otherside "Shaolin" Worldwide<br>

Street Life, Homocide, nowhere to run to<br>

Nowhere to hide, boo, we P.L.O.<br>

Fo' sho', if it don't flow, gotta go<br>

Fo' sho', if it don't blow, gotta go<br>

Fo' sho', if it ain't dough, gotta go<br>

Some didn't listen 'til my gun went BLOW!<br>

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[Inspectah Deck]<br>

Yo, thoughts sharper than a Japanese Kitana<br>

Ninja coma, pirahnas crack teeth on my armor<br>

Scadalous, I ran contra-bomber, stalker like rebels of Rwanda<br>

Death before dishonor, snake charmer, persona of one who makes drama<br>

Godfather 4 type saga, tuckin a revolver in my Parker<br>

Bombin unprepared for departure, might talk but strike harder<br>

Fear the bow of the silent archer<br>

Sure shotter, pass the rock to your starter<br>

Poison darter, news photographers document the horror<br>

While I bounce Shaunda with Tiwana and I from blue Honda<br>

Honorable scholar, rockwilder, rip mic's for top dollar<br>

Your highnes, the crowd hollar<br>

Got your head rock, feel the brain trauma<br>

Crowd sponser, hotter than Bahama steam saunas<br>

The Rebel of opera, popped off the choclate and the ?gosha?<br>

Monster truck crush you imposters<br>

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[Chorus: Method Man]<br>

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Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide<br>

It's them kids from the otherside "Shaolin" Worldwide<br>

I.N.S., Homocide, nowhere to run to<br>

Nowhere to hide, boo, we P.L.O.<br>

Fo' sho', if it don't flow, gotta go<br>

Fo' sho', if it don't blow, gotta go<br>

Fo' sho', if it ain't dough, gotta go<br>

Some didn't listen 'til my gun went BLOW!<br>

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[Method Man]<br>

I'm the four mic emcee with five mic potential<br>

Overlooked cuz y'all can't understand what I been thru<br>

You ain't got to love me, or even pretend to<br>

Actin like the street, they ain't got no street credentials<br>

Crack villians, raps be killin instrumentals<br>

The caps pealin and slap a feelin out ya dental<br>

Underground, sound, for ghetto residentials<br>

Up shit's creek lookin for some more shit to get into<br>

Got the Clan jewels as I continue<br>

to serve you everythin on that's on the menu<br>

with Chef John Jacob, remember Sunz Of Man told you Wake Up?<br>

My nigga smell the coffee, I'm too hardcore to kill softly<br>

Come to free the mind and get the bullshit up off me<br>

The Jedi, only use The Force if ya force me<br>

Shaolin What? Don't get it fucked up and cross me<br>

Rappers gettin stuck for actin stuck up and flossy<br>

Say it ain't so! Bust the callico<br>

Rap from the Island called Stat', here we go<br>

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[Chorus: Method Man]<br>

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Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide<br>

It's them kids from the otherside "Shaolin" Worldwide<br>

Method Man, Homocide, nowhere to run to<br>

Nowhere to hide, boo, we P.L.O.<br>

Fo' sho', if it don't flow, gotta go<br>

Fo' sho', if it don't blow, gotta go<br>

Fo' sho', if it ain't dough, gotta go<br>

Some didn't listen 'til my gun went BLOW!<br>

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"wantin respect--wantin respect" -- [Ghostface]<br>

"Who's the knucklehead wantin respect?" -- [Ghostface]<br>

"wantin respect--wantin respect" -- [Ghostface]<br>

"wantin respect, sharpest niggas in the..." -- [Ghostface]<br>

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