Wu-Tang Clan - Wu-Tang: 7th Chamber - Part 2 Lyrics






[Intro: The Genius/GZA (from "Clan in Da Front")]

Niggaz on the left, brag shit to death
Now hoods on the right, wild for the night
Punks in the back, c'mon and attract to what
Clan in da front, let your feet stomp
Niggaz on the left, brag shit to death
Hoods on the right, wild for the night
Punks in the back, c'mon and attract to what

This goes back to nineteen..
Ahem, check it, yo
GOOD MORNING VIETNAM!!
Yeah, good morning to all you motherfuckin notty-headed niggaz
Word to the camoflouge large niggaz
Bitch niggaz fuckin my body
Bring that fuckin meth in here
Yo yo yo yo
Now we gonna drink some good Nightrain

[Verse One: Raekwon the Chef]

Champion gear that I rock, you get your boots knocked
Then attack you like a pit that lock shit DOWN
As I come and freaks the sound, hardcore
but giving you more and more, like ding!
Nah shorty, get you open like six packs
Killer Bees attack, flippin what, murder one, phat tracks
A'ight? I kick it like a Night Flite!
Word life, I get that ass while I'm fulla spite!
Check the method from Bedrock, cause I rock ya head to bed
Just like rockin what? Twin glocks!
Shake the ground while my beats just break you down
Raw sound, we going to war right now
So, yo, bombin
We Usually Take All Niggaz Garments
Save ya breath before I bomb it

[Verse Two: Method Man]

I be that insane nigga from the psycho ward
I'm on the trigger, plus I got the Wu-Tang sword
So how you figure that you can even fuck with mine?
Hey, yo, RZA! Hit me with that shit one time!
And pull a foul, niggaz save the beef on the cow
I'm milkin this ho, this is MY show, tical
The FUCK you wanna do? More than Spike Lee's Do
I'm like a sniper, hyper off the ginseng root
PLO style, buddha monks with the owls
So who's the fucking man? Meth-Tical
On the chessbox

[Verse Three: Inspector Deck]

Yo, yeah, yo
I leave the mic in body bags, my rap style has
The force to leave you lost, like the tribe of Shabazz
Murderous material, made by a madman
It's the mic wrecker, Inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
Representing with the skill that's iller
Dare to compare, get pierced just like an ear
The zoo-we-do-wop-bop strictly hardware
Armed and geared cause I just broke out the prison
Charged by the system - for murdering the rhythm!
Now, lo and behold, another deadly episode
Bound to catch another fuckin charge when I explode

[Verse Four: Ghostface Killer]

Slammin a hype-ass verse til ya head burst
I ramshack dead in the track, and that's that
Rap assassin, fastin, quick to blast and hardrock
I ran up in spots like Fort Knox!
I'm hot, top notch, Ghost thinks with logic
Flashback's how I attacked your whole project
I'm raw, I'm rugged and raw! I repeat, if I die
My seed'll be ill like me
Approachin me, you out of respect, chops ya neck
I get vexed, like crashing up a phat-ass Lex'
So clear the way, make way, yo! Open the cage
Peace, I'm out, jettin like a runaway slave

[Verse Five: Prince Rakeem/RZA]

Yo
Ya gettin stripped from ya garments, boy, run ya jewels
While the meth got me open like falopian tubes
I bring death to a snake when he least expect
Ain't a damn thing changed, boy, Protect Ya Neck
Ruler Zig Zag, Zig-Allah jam is fatal
Quick to stick my Wu-Tang sword right through ya navel
Suspenseful, plus bein bought through my utensil
The pencil, I break strong winds up against your
Abbot, that run up through your county like the Maverick
Caps through the tablets, I gots to make the fabrics

[Verse Six: Ol Dirty Bastard]

Are you, uh, ah, uh
Are you a warrior? Killer? Slicin shit like a samurah
The Ol' Dirty Bastard VUNDABAH
Ol' Dirty clan of terrorists
Comin atcha ass like a sorceress, shootin' that PISS!
Niggaz be gettin on my fuckin nerves
Rhymes they be kickin make me wanna kick they fuckin ass to the curb
I got funky fresh, like the old specialist
A carrier, messenger, bury ya
This experience is for the whole experience
Let it be applied, and THEN DROP THAT SCIENCE

[Verse Seven: Genius/GZA]

My my my
My Clan is thick like plaster
Bust ya, slash ya
Slit a nigga back like a Dutch Master Killer
Style jumped off and Killa, Hill-er
I was the thriller in the Ali-Frazier Manilla
I came down with phat tracks that combine and interlock
Like getting smashed by a cinder block
Blaow! Now it's all over
Niggaz seeing pink hearts, yellow moons
orange stars and green clovers





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Wu-Tang Clan Wu-Tang: 7th Chamber - Part 2 Comments
  1. B.... G....

    Top three marvel netflix fight scenes for sure.

  2. J.... P....

    comin at your ass like a sorceress, shootin that PISS

  3. D.... G....

    Wuuuuuuuu

  4. A.... B....

    thee greatest hip hop album ever made for so many reasons

  5. R.... N....

    inspecktah....BADMAN!

  6. G.... F....

    Its Still A banger In 2020. That deep bass and them snares wooooweeee!

  7. P.... H....

    Batidas insanas

  8. M.... M....

    All I'm sayin bro, is that if Lol is not an abbreviation, consequently may be interpreted as a coded communication, is that 'due reason?' to maintain an interest in private communications, especially if that communication could facilitate "Loyds of London" gaining the equivalent of a 'financial upper-hand'.

  9. s.... s....

    12/19 still

  10. f.... ....

    *i listen to this song everyday and it’s never enough !!!*

  11. f.... ....

    *this song is addictive and pure fuckin badass I might add !*

  12. Z.... M....

    Best hip hop song of all time. Ill argue this till the day the sun is dead. Dont get @ me 😂

    WU TANG FOR FUCKING EVER!

  13. R.... O....

    Still my favorite Wu track. Wu Yang forever!

  14. R.... H....

    Was 17 when this hit, 43 now still listening.....much respect👊

  15. x.... f....

    7th chamber pt.1 remake

  16. V.... M....

    O.D.B killed this

  17. f.... e....

    That fucking beat ohhh my god and that oooh sample makes me orgasm!!
    Such good memories to this song

  18. A.... P....

    My my my
    My clan is thick like plaster
    Bust ya, slash ya

  19. J.... P....

    I'm 48y old and still on it..WU TANG forever

  20. E.... L....

    Mamma mia

  21. K.... V....

    Maybe the greatest hip hop song ever!

  22. R.... R....

    Best beat on the album. Gritty af

  23. a.... ....

    Had to be a remix. Aint no nigga hearing this then rapping over it. Type a beat u hear den leave da studio like dat nigga in there crazy!

  24. j.... ....

    I'm here from Hulu

  25. D.... R....

    Wu Tang Sword is a strong style! Yet, it's based off finesse. Serious swordsmen on this beat here.

  26. J.... G....

    Still Bumpin’ this Shit!!!! 🔥🔥🔥Str’8 Classic!!!

  27. M.... 6....

    2020 Can I get a suuuuuuuu!!!!!

  28. M.... 1....

    Wut Tang Clan Ain't Nothing To Fuck With.

  29. K.... F....

    "If I die, my seed will be ill like me." Not WHEN, but IF. Because Wu-Tang is forever. Such a great line.

    K.... F....

    That's hard asf.

    K.... F....

    Shit was slick. I'm raw, I'm rugged and raw! Whose verse? Is that Ghostface?

    K.... F....

    @David Rieger Correct.

    K.... F....

    I think you missed it but one line ghostface used was "I may or not be god " so from that perspective if I die makes sense...I think to much shit lol

  30. P.... Z....

    Go so hard from beat to lyrics all around dead fire 👍👍👍

  31. L.... M....

    INSPECTAH DECK !

  32. V.... ....

    "I be that insane nigga from the psycho ward
    I'm on the trigger, plus I got the Wu-Tang sword
    So how you figure that you can even fuck with mine?
    Hey, yo, RZA! Hit me with that shit one time!
    And pull a foul, niggas save the beef on the cow
    I'm milkin this ho, this is MY show, tical
    The FUCK you wanna do? More than Spike Lee's Do
    I'm like a sniper, hyper off the ginseng root
    PLO style, buddha monks with the owls
    So who's the fucking man? Meth-Tical"


    Fucking sick

  33. S.... h....

    ODB killed it..

  34. T.... F....

    wu is forever

  35. B.... B....

    The Original....Is MUCH!!! Better

  36. T.... ....

    Ya gettin' stripped from ya garments... boy, run ya jewels

    While the meth got me open like fallopian tubes...

    I bring death to a snake when he least expect...

    Ain't a damn thing changed, boy, protect ya neck!

    Uggggh! So fucking hardcore!

    WU TANG FOREVER!

  37. m.... ....

    🔥🔥🔥

  38. W.... C....

    Ya gettin stripped from ya garments boy run ya jewels

  39. S.... I....

    Deck...
    Again killed it

  40. D.... W....

    Slammin a hype ass verse till ya head burst, I ramshack dead in the track and thats that

  41. N.... ....

    And with this album the rap , yeah the real rap begins wuuuuuu wuuuu wuuuuuu

  42. N.... ....

    Thxs Rza 4 this Dirty beat on 1993 we listen that shit on cassette it was so dope , i remember my ghetto life thuggin with my gz up hors down Paris Banlieue 91 🏙 represent !!!
    Murder is material made by mad man
    - Inspektah Deck Man wuuuuuuu
    - Rip Dirt Mac !!!

  43. Y.... f....

    "Attack you like a Pitt then lock shit down" pigs shoot dogs especially brutal ones

  44. f.... ....

    *im raw I’m rugged and raw I repeat if I die my seed’ll be ill like me approaching me !*

    *you outta respect chops ya neck ya I get vexed like crashing up a fatass lex !*


    *ghostface killah well, KILLED IT !*

  45. S.... M....

    👐 WU WU WU WU WU WU 🔥

  46. M.... J....

    Low down dirty shame people on the comments & me are the last comments.

  47. M.... K....

    one of my favoites

  48. T.... R....

    The beat, flow and mix when inspecta came in was soo perfect especially his lines 'I leave the mic in bodybags' so fn good

  49. C.... W....

    Real beat

  50. B.... P....

    A-A-A-A-ARE YOU A WARRIA?! KILLA?! SLICING SHIT LIKE A SAMURAI?! Shit gets me hyped everytime! #ODB

  51. D.... K....

    How is this shit this triumphant in 2019. Remember when I got the cassette in middle school...

  52. D.... T....

    Reakwon's flow goes hard

    D.... T....

    Even RZA's verse has best flow

  53. d.... ....

    RZA even rapped on beat here ! Lol

  54. S.... E....

    🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐉👐👐👐👐👐👐👐👐👐👐👐👐🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐲🐝🐝🐾🐝🐝🐝🐻🐯🐺🐝🐝🐝🐝🌉🌉🌉🌉🌉🌉🗽🌉🌉🌉
    👮🔫🔪💣💉💊🔥🚬💞🔥
    *💲H∆🉐LÎN!* *🉑.D.B!* 🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🐝🐝🐝🐝🍺🍷

  55. M.... N....

    Are you a warrior?Killa?Slicing shit like the samurai...RIP ODB the crazy backbone of legendary WU TANG

  56. h.... ....

    [Intro: The Genius/GZA (from "Clan in Da Front")]
    Niggas on the left, brag shit to death
    Hoods on the right, wild for the night
    Punks in the back, c'mon and attract to what
    Clan in da front, let your feet stomp
    Niggas on the left, brag shit to death
    Hoods on the right, wild for the night
    Punks in the back, c'mon and attract to what
    This goes back to nineteen..
    Ahem, check it, yo
    GOOD MORNING VIETNAM!!
    Yeah, good morning to all you motherfuckin notty-headed niggas
    Word to the camouflage large niggas
    Bitch niggas fuckin my body
    Bring that fuckin meth in here
    Yo yo yo yo
    Now we gonna drink some good Nightrain

    [Verse 1: Raekwon]
    Champion gear that I rock, you get your boots knocked
    Then attack you like a pit that lock shit DOWN
    As I come and freaks the sound, hardcore
    But giving you more and more, like ding!
    Nah shorty, get you open like six packs
    Killer Bees attack, flippin what, murder one, phat tracks
    A'ight? I kick it like a Night Flite!
    Word life, I get that ass raw, I'm fulla spite!
    Check the method from Bedrock, cause I rock ya head to bed
    Just like rockin what? Twin Glocks!
    Shake the ground while my beats just break you down
    Raw sound, we going to war right now
    So, yo, bombin
    We Usually Take All Niggas Garments
    Save ya breath before I vomit

    [Verse 2: Method Man]
    I be that insane nigga from the psycho ward
    I'm on the trigger, plus I got the Wu-Tang sword
    So how you figure that you can even fuck with mine?
    Hey, yo, RZA! Hit me with that shit one time!
    And pull a foul, niggas save the beef on the cow
    I'm milkin this ho, this is MY show, tical
    The FUCK you wanna do? More than Spike Lee's Do
    I'm like a sniper, hyper off the ginseng root
    PLO style, buddha monks with the owls
    So who's the fucking man? Meth-Tical
    On the chessbox

    [Verse 3: Inspectah Deck]
    Yo, yeah, yo
    I leave the mic in body bags, my rap style has
    The force to leave you lost, like the tribe of Shabazz
    Murderous material, made by a madman
    It's the mic wrecker, Inspector, bad man
    From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
    Representing with the skill that's iller
    Dare to compare, get pierced just like an ear
    The zoo-we-do-wop-bop strictly hardware
    Armed and geared cause I just broke out the prison
    Charged by the system - for murdering the rhythm!
    Now, lo and behold, another deadly episode
    Bound to catch another fuckin charge when I explode

    [Verse 4: Ghostface Killah]
    Slammin a hype-ass verse til ya head burst
    I ramshack dead in the track, and that's that
    Rap assassin, fastin, quick to blast and hardrock
    I ran up in spots like Fort Knox!
    I'm hot, top notch, Ghost thinks with logic
    Flashback's how I attacked your whole project
    I'm raw, I'm rugged and raw! I repeat, if I die
    My seed'll be ill like me
    Approachin me, you out of respect, chops ya neck
    I get vexed, like crashing up a phat-ass Lex'
    So clear the way, make way, yo! Open the cage
    Peace, I'm out, jettin like a runaway slave

    [Verse 5: RZA]
    Ya gettin stripped from ya garments, boy, run ya jewels
    While the meth got me open like falopian tubes
    I bring death to a snake when he least expect
    Ain't a damn thing changed, boy, Protect Ya Neck
    Ruler Zig Zag, Zig-Allah jam is fatal
    Quick to stick my Wu-Tang sword right through ya navel
    Suspenseful, plus bein bought through my utensil
    The pencil, I break strong winds up against your
    Abbot, that run up through your county like the Maverick
    Caps through the tablets, I gots to make the fabrics

    [Verse 6: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
    Are uh-ah-uh Are you a warrior? Killer? Slicin shit like a samurai
    The Ol' Dirty Bastard from the bar
    Ol' Dirty clan of terrorists
    Comin atcha ass like a sorceress, shootin' that PISS!
    Niggas be gettin on my fuckin nerves
    Rhymes they be kickin make me wanna kick they fuckin ass to the curb
    I got funky fresh, like the old specialist
    A carrier, messenger, bury ya
    This experience is for the whole experience
    Let it be applied, and THEN DROP THAT SCIENCE

    [Verse 7: Genius/GZA]
    My my my
    My Clan is thick like plaster
    Bust ya, slash ya
    Slit a nigga back like a Dutch Master Killer
    Style jumped off and Killa, Hill-er
    I was the thriller in the Ali-Frazier Manilla
    I came down with phat tracks that combine and interlock
    Like getting smashed by a cinder block
    Blaow! Now it's all over
    Niggas seeing pink hearts, yellow moons
    Orange stars and green clovers

  57. Y.... S....

    The Deck and ODB ....fire!!!!

  58. W.... G....

    I leave the mic in body bags my wack style has the force to leave you lost.

    W.... G....

    "rap style"

  59. g.... ....

    When wu tang finish their album with a dope revision on an already banging song, dead prez also did it with hip hop In their album with the song "it's still bigger than hip. Hop"

  60. T.... I....

    Can you imagine the whole clan in the stu hearing this instrumental and then laying their verses down. The whole process of making this song would be a priceless process to see

    T.... I....

    Rza creator the beat around 7th chamber...it caters to the style

  61. p.... n....

    I love how there's a moment where it's just rap and no background beat so you can hear exactly how tough the bars laid down are.

  62. S.... ....

    Authentic
    East coast shit

  63. D.... L....

    Murder is material made by a madman ...damn I never forgot that line growing up

    D.... L....

    "Murderous material made by a Madman".....

  64. S.... E....

    Like an IRON FIST 👊

  65. r.... ....

    Peace to Wu -fuck snakes fucking bring it

  66. G.... M....

    Did rza produce this
    Because it’s sick

    G.... M....

    Rap Bst to wst AIDS sick...😷

  67. A.... B....

    I prefer the first one. this is harder but the beat is more catchy on part 1 with the piano parts

  68. Z.... L....

    whos listening in 2019

  69. G.... P....

    Damn, i love this song...its so gangsta

  70. B.... M....

    Straight murder white Christ when I speech the gospel,
    That's why to the DEA I be so hostile...
    But in the end the one they pray to is me...
    Or else my Last name ain't really STANLEY...

    Now scuse me bud cause I'm bout to get lifted, away from this lifestyle cause I'm goddamn gifted
    At cookin up drugs since I was 17...
    That's why I'm so muthafuckin mean.

    Bitch

  71. D.... F....

    I was 17 when this came out and I still bang it . Talk bout test of tme.

    D.... F....

    were getting old arent we ;)

  72. D.... M....

    Defiantly one of the best songs of any genre ever

  73. P.... ....

    This beat goes so hard!

  74. i.... M....

    DARE TO COMPARE 💯

  75. U.... N....

    Hero's for hire

  76. N.... B....

    This album mixed nicely with the Neo Geo and Samurai Showdown. It all fell into place lovely.

  77. H.... E....

    Raw as a dirty needle

  78. B.... R....

    “I leave the mic in body bags/my rap style has/the force to leave you lost like the tribe of Shabazz/murderous material/made by a madman/it’s the mic wrecker/inspector/bad man!” REBEL.FUCKIN.I.N.S.!!!!!

  79. C.... s....

    Heroes for hire

  80. H.... S....

    one of the fukin beeest

  81. M.... P....

    2019 still rocking ❤️

    M.... P....

    2020💪

  82. T.... P....

    Niggaz on the left, brag shit to death
    Now hoods on the right, wild for the night
    Punks in the back, c'mon and attract to what
    Clan in da front, let your feet stomp
    Niggaz on the left, brag shit to death
    Hoods on the right, wild for the night
    Punks in the back, c'mon and attract to what
    This goes back to nineteen
    Ahem, check it, yo
    GOOD MORNING VIETNAM!
    Yeah, good morning to all you motherfuckin notty-headed niggaz
    Word to the camoflouge large niggaz
    Bitch niggaz fuckin my body
    Bring that fuckin meth in here
    Yo yo yo yo
    Now we gonna drink some good Nightrain
    Champion gear that I rock, you get your boots knocked
    Then attack you like a pit that lock shit DOWN
    As I come and freaks the sound, hardcore
    but giving you more and more, like ding!
    Nah shorty, get you open like six packs
    Killer Bees attack, flippin what, murder one, phat tracks
    A'ight? I kick it like a Night Flite!
    Word life, I get that ass while I'm fulla spite!
    Check the method from Bedrock, cause I rock ya head to bed
    Just like rockin what? Twin glocks!
    Shake the ground while my beats just break you down
    Raw sound, we going to war right now
    So, yo, bombin
    We Usually Take All Niggaz Garments
    Save ya breath before I bomb it
    I be that insane nigga from the psycho ward
    I'm on the trigger, plus I got the Wu-Tang sword
    So how you figure that you can even fuck with mine?
    Hey, yo, RZA! Hit me with that shit one time!
    And pull a foul, niggaz save the beef on the cow
    I'm milkin this ho, this is MY show, tical
    The FUCK you wanna do? More than Spike Lee's Do
    I'm like a sniper, hyper off the ginseng root
    PLO style, buddha monks with the owls
    So who's the fucking man? Meth-Tical
    On the chessbox
    Yo, yeah, yo
    I leave the mic in body bags, my rap style has
    The force to leave you lost, like the tribe of Shabazz
    Murderous material, made by a madman
    It's the mic wrecker, Inspector, bad man
    From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
    Representing with the skill that's iller
    Dare to compare, get pierced just like an ear
    The zoo-we-do-wop-bop strictly hardware
    Armed and geared cause I just broke out the prison
    Charged by the system - for murdering the rhythm!
    Now, lo and behold, another deadly episode
    Bound to catch another fuckin charge when I explode
    Slammin a hype-ass verse til ya head burst
    I ramshack dead in the track, and that's that
    Rap assassin, fastin, quick to blast and hardrock
    I ran up in spots like Fort Knox!
    I'm hot, top notch, Ghost thinks with logic
    Flashback's how I attacked your whole project
    I'm raw, I'm rugged and raw! I repeat, if I die
    My seed'll be ill like me
    Approachin me, you out of respect, chops ya neck
    I get vexed, like crashing up a phat-ass Lex'
    So clear the way, make way, yo! Open the cage
    Peace, I'm out, jettin like a runaway slave
    Yo
    Ya gettin stripped from ya garments, boy, run ya jewels
    While the meth got me open like falopian tubes
    I bring death to a snake when he least expect
    Ain't a damn thing changed, boy, Protect Ya Neck
    Ruler Zig Zag, Zig-Allah jam is fatal
    Quick to stick my Wu-Tang sword right through ya navel
    Suspenseful, plus bein bought through my utensil
    The pencil, I break strong winds up against your
    Abbot, that run up through your county like the Maverick
    Caps through the tablets, I gots to make the fabrics
    Are you, uh, ah, uh
    Are you a warrior? Killer? Slicin shit like a samurah
    The Ol' Dirty Bastard VUNDABAH
    Ol' Dirty clan of terrorists
    Comin atcha ass like a sorceress, shootin' that PISS!
    Niggaz be gettin on my fuckin nerves
    Rhymes they be kickin make me wanna kick they fuckin ass to the curb
    I got funky fresh, like the old specialist
    A carrier, messenger, bury ya
    This experience is for the whole experience
    Let it be applied, and THEN DROP THAT SCIENCE
    My my my
    My Clan is thick like plaster
    Bust ya, slash ya
    Slit a nigga back like a Dutch Master Killer
    Style jumped off and Killa, Hill-er
    I was the thriller in the Ali-Frazier Manilla
    I came down with phat tracks that combine and interlock
    Like getting smashed by a cinder block
    Blaow! Now it's all over
    Niggaz seeing pink hearts, yellow moons
    orange stars and green clovers

  83. Z.... T....

    Me rompi la nuca ctm

  84. I.... ....

    Wu Tang fo-ever!!!!

  85. R.... A....

    I got that Wu tang sword

  86. S.... S....

    Wu needs to comeback with some ill ish for these youngstas, show em how you really get down! Def one of the hottest albums to drop

    S.... S....

    Need a movie biopic...hardcore kind with real rappers

  87. Y.... 3....

    Damn I’m listening to this in November 12th 2018 and I still get the chills!!! Especially that Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu - ooooooohhhh
    While they spit. 🔥 🔥 🔥
    “Are are are - are are you a warrior”

  88. D.... C....

    Lol I been hear before iron fist

  89. L.... T....

    Came here by myself

  90. b.... ....

    the most electrifying song on the album

  91. s.... ....

    Da fuck is my bottle? We gone drink sum of dis night train!

  92. G.... F....

    Are uh are uh are uh a warrior?!

  93. C.... J....

    i think there needs to be a modern day hood/kung fu flick and have wu do the soundtrack

  94. J.... S....

    "Patty cake..."
    "What?"

  95. C.... C....

    "Im ready this time "
    -Luke Cage

    C.... C....

    He'll yeah.

    C.... C....

    Patty cake

    C.... C....

    🤛🏽💥💥💥💥

  96. p.... ....

    *_p a t t y c a k e_*