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    Rza Bobby Digital »

    Rza Bobby Digital Bobby Did it текст песни

    Bobby Did it

    Featuring Ghostface Killah Islord Ndira
    Royal Fam Jamie Sommers

    Aiyyo let me tell y’all niggaz somethin
    One thing let me tell y’all niggaz somethin
    I don’t give a flyin fuck about
    None of y’all niggaz out here
    None of y’all niggaz out here
    Cause you ain’t none of my motherfuckin comrades
    I don’t give a flyin fuck what?
    You want it? Bring it son bring it son
    Bring it, yo, check it on out

    Yo, lyrically, I got all y’all niggaz under my wing
    Cause I bring terror throughout this rap era
    Like them Muslim cats, who don’t give a fuck
    About blowin this rock, off the map
    Where Mayor Guiliani rest at, so let me get that
    Microphone up off of you, cause it’s
    Definitely not meant for you to have it in your palm
    To try to rock the crowd
    Puttin it all on to stay calm
    You waited for the God Islord to drop the bomb
    And swarm the stage about a hundred fat
    With lyrical material that’s all that
    Like a two point five carat clustered jew-el
    Rock like Patti La-Belle
    Cause everything is real kid, you dead up
    Dissect the true kids gettin set up
    For a car/Jeep heist, it ain’t nice
    As we ran up in the crib and stuck the kid
    And smacked the wife, cause she, had on two chains
    With a tray full of ice in em
    But that’s how it goes down
    When you livin in the Cold World

    [Royal Fam]
    Cold World, what?
    Yo, I spit flames thermonuclear type
    Ignite mics, blow up U.S.A. satellites
    Insane Unabomber, my whole Fam lace golden armor
    Royal calmer, black Queen black Madonna
    The missing link be the big lips on the Sphinx
    Intelligent instincts
    I say knowledge is the foundation
    When I move in the L’s formation, against Hell’s nation
    Bobby Digital cybertech test microcheck
    High bi-as, record the levels
    Anti for devils.. anti for devils

    [Ndira] speaking in a foreign language
    Eventually says
    «I wanna be Digital Bobby
    Bobby Digital.. RZA ? Bobby, Bobby Digital»

    [Bobby Digital]
    All you analog cats from weak tracks, and weak raps
    And weak video clips and weak stacks
    Beatin bitches with weak lawyers, and weak acts
    And weak staffs, born life couldn’t copyright
    With weak math, come get a dose, of the strong
    Coconuts splittin, all you chocolate deluxe butter alms
    French buttercups, probably wanna see Bobby in handcuffs
    With the toes in my mouth
    Stand up or rape me, rotate auto-locate me
    In the center solar
    Corner block Hip-Hop now expand to the polar
    Fuzzy low short frequency
    Circuit breakers, try to take
    Us on illusionary rides to the future
    Polygram graphic rap actors, flash ya
    Cash and jewelry like bus passes
    That’s why your ass got stuck up
    So Wake the fuck Up or get smoked
    Analog rhymes hoes are like groupies we fucked
    Took for derelict, Sales are too Soupy
    Better get the Bobby Digital movie!

    [Ghostface Killah]
    Tarantula, that groove season
    Newlywed of rap, which G you believe in?
    Rally back, twist a half a man arm off
    Late night, nearly happy standoff
    How boldly blinded by Bobby crossthievin van diva
    Lever 2000 mic talk
    Might bolt to match, pinch me in the eve
    Carved perfectly from God
    Manufactured through the eye, came Puma dash
    I snares Dumar, Nicolas, half a face, Cage
    Half a coke Dutch sprinkle sage
    Bounce to Huey crib yo and got laid
    Straight off the ground y’all word up
    .. Bad bitch

    [Jamie Sommers]
    Yo, yo
    Yo my tapdance sword splash
    Yo.. my nigga Dix’ll leave you whiplashed, feel the cash
    Pussy worth a key a stash, bloodbath
    Hard to walk the righteous path
    Flavor for life into death
    This berry tart your ginger
    Ooh she mad tender, Analog surrender
    Off my motherfuckin splendor, Jamie Sommers pussy bionic
    Super-sonic, splash you with the Wu-Wear garments
    For the nine fuckin nine, motherfuckers

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