

On a label hunt, until twenty-thou’ out the trunk.” Laced MC’s with styles when they rhyme drunk No doubt, it took time searchin eventually, it was prime urgent Make it brief son – half short and twice strong “Yo, too many songs, weak rhymes that’s mad long This gem is followed up by the demented “As High As Wu-Tang Get” – a clearly drunken Ol’ Dirty Bastard singing the hook while Meth and GZA drop razor sharp flows the latter in particular spitting some truly classic gems: Each rapper shines in this short three minute track, but Masta Killa steals the show with his “you must take Allah for fool” verbal mathematics. Combining together a heavy bass drop and some low register piano keys that go 1-2, 1-1-2, 1-2, 2-2 the creation is both simple and powerful. “Visionz” is a much more ominous and deadly sounding Wu-Tang production. It’s still dope enough to carry verses by Raekwon and Meth, and the effect of Ghostface continuing to rap even as the beat drops out at the end was a nice touch – permanently burning the phrase “He still pussy, he sell his dust up on the lower East” into your brain. “Cash Still Rules/Scary Hours” is aight, but having the title make reference to “C.R.E.A.M.” was probably a mistake. RZA hits the nail on the head afterward on “For Heavens Sake” with a seriously demented chorus sample and a background noise that can ONLY be describes as “killer bees on the swarm.” The effect not only gives you goosebumps, it even makes the normally laughable Cappadonna come off tight on the microphone.

What better re-introduction to the Wu could there be than having the GZA spit fire over haunting violings? “Just consider the unparalleled advantage/of a natural disaster that’s impossible to manage.” While you’re still bending your head around this metaphor Ol’ Dirty Bastard comes in with the “moonshine drunken monk” style and blows the door off the hinges after that, verses by RZA and Method Man are just icing on the cake. The teaching begins with “Reunited” – a track which almost defies description in dopeness.

To more, young men – we must expand, get more pupils Shaolin Kung-Fu, to survive must now be taught It seems, disaster must come – at best, only postponed
WU TANG CLAN FOREVER REUNITED INSTRUMENTAL MOVIE
At 6:18 the album really begins – a kung-fu movie sample of the kind the Wu made legendary on their first edition: While the “Wu-Revolution” might be mildly interesting on a first listen, the babblings of Poppa Wu and Uncle Pete belong on a cable access show about self-empowerment RZA’s beat on this one is nothing to write home about either. In fact, if you were lucky enough to cop the UK version of this release it came with TWENTY-NINE tracks – stateside the second disc only had 16 cuts, not 18.Ī word of advice to the neophyte though – skip over the first six minutes and seventeen seconds of disc one. While most rappers who try releasing two discs at once usually end up with half hits and half filler (which pared down to ONE disc would be dope) the Wu gambled their nine man crew had enough dopeness between them all to go around. The Wu’s response was to release a DOUBLE album. Heads wanted to know if the Wu could combine again to recreate the magic of their stellar debut. It had been over four years since the Wu-Tang Clan shocked the world with the pure uncut raw of “Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers).” In the interim the Wu had produced and released successful solo albums by GZA, Method Man, Ghostface Killah and Raekwon the Chef – but this wasn’t enough to die-hard fans. If ever an album intended to make a bold statement, this was the one.
