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The meaning of the lyrics of the song "Bring Da Ruckus" by the artist "Wu-Tang Clan"

This excerpt from Wu-Tang Clan's "Bring Da Ruckus" uses the metaphor of martial arts to describe a rap battle.

– The comparison "Shadowboxing and the Wu-Tang sword style" sets the stage for a confrontation between two martial arts masters, each representing their unique style. This references kung fu movies popular in African American culture.

– The phrase "If what you say is true, the Shaolin and the Wu-Tang could be dangerous" is a challenge to the opponent, testing their mettle. Wu-Tang Clan asserts their power and skill in rap.

– The question "Do you think your Wu-Tang sword can defeat me?" is a direct challenge to a rap battle. The "Wu-Tang sword" symbolizes the rap skills, rhymes, and flow of the group members.

The entire text is saturated with aggression, self-confidence, and readiness for a verbal duel. "Bring Da Ruckus" is a challenge, a statement about themselves and their ambitions.

– Shaolin shadowboxing and the Wu-Tang sword style. If what you say is true, the Shaolin and the Wu-Tang could be dangerous. Do you think your Wu-Tang sword can defeat me?

[Refrain:]

En guarde, I'll let you try my Wu-Tang style.

[Chorus: RZA]

Bring the mothafuckin' ruckus!

Bring the mothafuckin' ruckus!

Bring the motha, bring the mothafuckin' ruckus!

Bring the mothafuckin' ruckus!

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]

Ghostface, catch the blast of a hype verse,

My Glock burst, leave in a hearse, I did worse.

I come rough, tough like an elephant tusk,

Ya head rush, fly like Egyptian musk.

Aww, shit! Wu-Tang Clan spark the wicks and,

However, I master the trick just like Nixon.

Causin' terror, quick damage your whole era,

Hardrocks is locked the fuck up or found shot!

PLO style, hazardous ‘cause I wreck this dangerous,

I blow spots like Waco, Texas.

[Verse 2: Raekwon]

I watch my back like I'm locked down, hardcore,

Hittin' sound, watch me act bugged and tear it down.

Illiterate type asshole, songs goin' gold no doubt,

And you watch a corny nga fold.

Yeah, they fake and all that carryin' gats but, yo,

My Clan rollin' like forty Macs.

Now ya act convinced, I guess it makes sense,

Wu-Tang, yo soo, represent.

I wait for one to act up,

Now I got him backed up,

Gun to his neck now, react, what?!

And that's one in the chamber,

Wu-Tang banger, 36 styles of danger!

[Chorus: RZA]

Bring the mothafuckin' ruckus!

Bring the mothafuckin' ruckus!

Bring the motha, bring the mothafuckin' ruckus!

Bring the mothafuckin' ruckus!

[Verse 3: Inspectah Deck]

I rip it hardcore like porno-flick bitches,

I roll with groups of ghetto bastards with biscuits.

Check it, my method on the microphone's bangin'.

Wu-Tang slang, I'll leave your headpiece hangin'.

Bust this, I'm kickin' like Seagal, out for justice,

The roughness, yes, the rudeness, ruckus,

Redrum, I verbally assault with the tongue,

Murder one, my style shock ya knot like a stun gun.

I'm hectic, I wreck it with the quickness,

Set it on the microphone, and competition get blown

By this nasty-ass nga with my nga, the RZA,

Charged like a bull and got pull like a trigger.

So bad, stabbin' up the pad with the vocab, crab,

I scream on your ass like your dad, bring it on.

[Chorus: RZA]

Bring the mothafuckin' ruckus!

Bring the mothafuckin' ruckus!

Bring the motha, bring the mothafuckin' ruckus!

Bring the mothafuckin' ruckus!

[Verse 4: GZA]

I'm more rugged than slaveman boots,

New recruits, I'm fuckin' up MC troops,

I break loose and trample shit while I stomp,

A mudhole in that ass ‘cause I'm straight out the swamp.

Creepin' up on site, now it's fright night,

My Wu-Tang slang is mad fuckin' dangerous,

And more deadly than the stroke of an axe

Choppin' through your back, givin' bystanders heart-attacks.

Ngas try to flip, tell me who is him,

I blow up his fucking prism, make it a vicious act of terrorism.

You wanna bring it, so fuck it, come on and bring the ruckus,

And I provoke ngas to kick buckets.

I'm wettin' cream, I ain't wettin' fame,

Who sellin' caine, I'm givin' out a deadly game,

It's not the Russian it's the Wu-Tang crushin' roulette,

Slip up and get fucked like Suzette.

Bring the fuckin' ruckus!

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