Clan in da Front Lyrics

[Intro: RZA]
Up from the 36 Chambers!
Heheh, it's the Ghostface Killah
Heheheh, Wu-Tang!
Wu-Tang Killa Beez—we on a swarm
Wu-Tang Killa Beez—we on a swarm
Wu-Tang Killa Beez—we on a swarm
Wu-Tang Killa Beez—we on a swarm

The RZA, the GZA, Ol' Dirty Bastard, Inspectah Deck, U-God
Ghostface Killah, the Method Man, Raekwon the Chef, the Masta Killa, Lord Messiah, LeVon, Power Cipher
12 O'Clock, 60 Second Assassin
The 4th Disciple, the Brown Hornet
K.D. the Down Low Recka
Shyheim a.k.a. The Rugged Child
Du-Du-Lilz, Mr. Hezekiah
Better known as the Yin and the Yang,
the True Master
Isham, DJ Skane, the True Robocop comin' through
Scientific Shabazz, my motherfuckin' man Wise the Civilized
The Shaolin Soldiers, Daddy-O and Popa Ron
Comin' down from the motherfuckin' South end of things
Killa Beez all over your fuckin' planet
36 chambers of death;
Three-hundred and sixty degrees of perfected styles
Choppin' off your motherfuckin' dome-piece
And every fuckin' borough
Brooklyn, Manhattan, and Queens, Staten Island
The motherfuckin' Bronx, Killa Beez
[Chorus: GZA]
Clan in da front, let your feet stomp
Niggas on the left, brag shit to death (Wu, wu, wu, wu)
Hoods on the right, wild for the night (Wu, wu, wu, wu)
Punks in the back, c’mon and attract to what (Wu, wu, wu, wu)


[Verse 2: GZA]
No response while I bomb that ass
You ain't shit, your wack-ass town had you gassed
Egos is somethin' the Wu-Tang crush
Souped-up niggas on a stage get rushed
I don't give a goddamn on the shows you did
How many rhymes you got or who knows you, kid
'Cause I don't know you, therefore show me what you know
I come sharp as a blade and I cut you slow
You become so Pat as my style increases
What's that in your pants? Ahh, human feces!
Throw your shitty drawers in the hamper
Next time, come strapped with a fuckin' Pamper

How you sound, B? You're better off a quitter
I'm on the mound, G, and it's a no-hitter
And my DJ, the catcher, he's my man
In a way he's the one who devised the plan
He throws the signs, I hook up the beats with clout
I throw the rhymes to the mic and I strike 'em out

So it really doesn't matter on how you intrigue
You can't fuck with those in the major leagues

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“Clan in Da Front” is the third track off of Wu-Tang Clan’s debut album, Enter the Wu-Tang. Primarily handled by GZA, who raps over a soulful jazz-loop done by producer RZA, this is the only record to not feature multiple Wu-Tang rappers, alongside “Method Man.” The track contains a sample of The New Birth’s “Honeybee” and Thelonious Monk’s “Ba-Lue Bolivar Ba-Lues-Are.”

In an interview with Brian Coleman, GZA explained that the song came together because no one wanted to rap after him:

I go first on there. The guys would be like ‘We can’t go after GZA, he’s got to close it.’ I got kind of tired of hearing that shit! And with eight or nine people on a song, if you go last, you’re gonna get cut on the video or the mix show. So I told them we gotta switch it up on this track, I’m going first.

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