Why hadn't I listened to Wu-Tang Clan before now? I DON'T KNOW! Missing this one seems extra-pathetic. It should've materialized somewhere, at some point, at some basement party, in somebody's car stereo, on somebody's mixtape. Nope! A couple of these sound vaguely familiar, because of how your ears still exist in the world even if you're not paying attention. But this is a real introduction.

Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothing to fuck with, you guys. They bring the ruckus. They are going to stab you in the TONGUE. And they're so tough, they can rap about ridiculous stuff and still sound serious: They spell, they rap the phrases "a tisket, a tasket" and "green eggs and ham." There's an I'm-rubber-and-you're-glue line. They rap about baking, eating, and sharing cake. Seriously!

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