Artist: Rubbabandz f/ Down Low Recka, June Luva
Album:  n/a
Song:   Wu-Tang Pork Chops
Typed by: Cno Evil

[Intro: Rubbabandz]
What Bruce Lee order when he went to Burger King? (Whopper!)
What Wu-Tang order when they went to the Chinese Restaurant? (pork chops)
Ya'll dudes don't rock, I bet ya'll didn't even try, eating the pork chops
Ya'll ain't righteous, yeah I said it
I'm reporting to Staten Island, get at me, nigga, you already know

[Hook: Rubbabandz]
Wu-Tang, pork chops
Wu-Tang, pork chops
Wu-Tang, pork chops
Wu-Tang, pork chops

[Rubbabandz]
First of all, let me put my resume down
Rubbabandz, I been rocking for a long while
I don't give a damn about Wu-Tang
Run up on me with that karate, and I'mma wave that thing around
Wu, can I get a Wu, hell nah
Wu, I'm anti, Wu, don't get ya ass smacked out ya Bruce Lee suits
Line up, size order, I burn ya whole Clan in the booth
And Bandz ain't the truth, I dare you to fix ya lips
Then why you try to sign me up, but I wouldn't recuit
Cuz I couldn't salute, ya'll form Voltron, RZA the head
And ya'll truth, ya'll Pinky, he the Brain
And ya'll so lame, 45 still try'nna rap, chasing fame
And I'mma chase ya'll old ass straight out the game
This is my time, ya'll stars, but don't want nobody else to shine

[Chorus 2X: June Luva]
F.U., (f who) One half of the Wu
One or two of them's ok, out of the crew
We'll who? (Who?) Personally, the RZA
Seen him in China Town, eating a pork dinner

[Down Low Recka]
Remember me? It's Knowledge Divine, Born Allah
Aiyo RZA, I'm still here, with the Balantine beer
We love you Rakeem, nah fuck you Rakeem
Right now, posessed with a ghost of Pooh and Rasheen
So you took it on yourself to close ya eyes
But first things first, recognize
Matter of fact it was The Abbott that taught me the state facts
But right now, I only came to bring his memory back
Remember knocking at my door and asking me for a ride
Cuz out of 8 of ya'll, none of ya'll had nothing to drive
Remember your rep was rolling with 300 live niggas
But you forgot 150 was my niggas
Shallah Raekwon, you still listen to Illmatic?
You had the jones for Nas, and wanted all of us to have it
That was a bad habit, now it's forever in your foul
And by the way, did you ever think Nas bit your style?

[Chorus]

[Hook]

[June Luva]
Aiyo, Rae, I saw you performing at Angie Martinez
And Enuff's birthday bash, you suck, go get a job
And ain't nobody trynna hear you complaining
About the RZA Rah taking your money, punk, you getting robbed
He's a thief, you should of listened to my first album
He stole the Wu concept, I tried to warn ya'll bout him
And now you wanna doubt him, you said he lost his ear
Go cry me a river like Justin, and disappear
Wait, let's sip a beer, we can talk it out
You can be my backup dancer, Rae, walk it out
And Ghostface, didn't you steal your style, homey?
You took Superb swagger too, damn, Pretty Toney
Don't you ever disrespect Rasheen, don't you ever disrespect my team
I was laughing when 50 dissed ya'll fools
And ya'll ain't even try to respond back, you suckas

[Chorus]

[Hook]