Rick Rubin - Shame (On a n***a) lyrics

[Intro] I f** yo a** up I f** yo a** up (f** him up son) I f** yo a** up (f** him up son, Wu for life}​​​​) I f** ya a** up (f** him up) [Chorus] Shame on a n***a who try to run game on a n***a Wu buck wild with the trigger Shame on a n***a who try to run game on a n***a Yo, I'll f** your a** up! [Verse 1: Serj Tankian] (Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut!) S.O.A.D., live and uncut Styles unbreakable, shatterproof To the young youth, you wanna get gun? Shoot! Blaow! How you like me now? Don't f** the style, ruthless wild Do you wanna get your teeth knocked the f** out? Wanna get on it like that, well then shout Come on [Verse 2: System of a Down] Lazers and blazers, hit me with the major The damage, my Clan understand it be flavor Gunning, humming coming at ya First I'm gonna get ya, once I got ya, I gat ya You could never capture a n***a man's stature For rhyme and for rapture, got n***as resigning, now master My style? Never! I put the f**ing buck in the wild kid Let's get together! [Chorus] Shame on a n***a who try to run game on a n***a Wu buck wild with the trigger Shame on a n***a who try to run game on a n***a Yo, I'll f** your a** up! [Verse 3: RZA] I bought 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] Shame on a n***a who try to run game on a n***a Wu buck wild with the trigger Shame on a n***a who try to run game on a n***a Yo, I'll f** your a** up! [Verse 4: System of a Down] I come with that loco style from my vocal Couldn't peep it with a pair of bi-focals 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 play" Burn me, I get into sh**, I let it out like diarrhea Got burnt once, but that was only gonorrhea Dirty, I keep sh** sticks in my drawers So I can get fuzzy-funky for you Murder, taste the flame of the Wu-Tang, rah! Here comes the Tiger versus Crane I'll be like wild with my style Punk, you play me chump, you get dumped Wu is coming through at a theatre near you And get funk like a shoe What? [Chorus] Shame on a n***a who try to run game on a n***a Wu buck wild with the trigger Shame on a n***a who try to run game on a n***a Yo, I'll f** your a** up!