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    RZA Koto Chotan текст песни

    Koto Chotan

    «Koto… Chotan…»

    Yo, yo, Ruler Zig-Zag-Zag Allah, I’m not reneggin’

    I don’t fuck with dead pigeons or the pigskin

    You fuckin’ fake 85% snake

    Derelict ass bitch, your class in dead weight

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    Wrong analysis: kidney shot cause dialysis

    While the Gods rebuildin’ Jerusalem, golden palaces

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    I’m about more that what you see and what I speak in my rap

    So be conscious of that

    Grand told you, «Watch the quiet ones, you didn’t get it?»

    You think that you could rip a chick who spit her lyrics

    Pretty rhymes so tight my lyrics did it

    Got you open and it worked it and you won’t admit it

    Hopin’ that we both forget it

    These ain’t no one night stand lyrics, I’m never really finished

    Got you duckin’, tryin’ to pivot, beware

    Next time, come wit’ it

    «Koto… Chotan…»

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