歌词
作词 : Diggs, Hamlin, Stevenson
Yo, yo, ****** what you think
****** what you think [Chorus: RZA/Bobby Digital]
It's about what you know, so ****** what you think
Twenty-one and over to drink
Nineteen and over to ******
Sixteen and over to pat
A twelve year old kid got bucked [RZA/Bobby Digital]
This week inperium flat lay your ass flat as a matress
Smack your head off the axis, the rhyme fashous
Silencer on the tech-nine shot got your pillow wet
All your ****** say was the black silhouette of the dark ninja,
Lion King of the jungle,
Simba Cut the roof to your family tree, timber
We and Dr.
Strange in the black reign smokin chimneys
Phat Cappadonna tape stuck inside my
Benzi The blue coats is comin, the red coats is comin
The fed coats is comin, the wet heads is comin
I heard to
Dirt was up in the
Riker's ****** a female
CO, Wu-Tang keep it on the
D-low Third eye is a trillion million watt gigabyte
Insite like bright, can't find this on your website
Everglow superior to your inferior material
Verbal serial murder, givin you ****** cats material injections, lethal injections, ran from house
Left the dictionary, pictionary, the non-fictionary
Ruler Zig-
Zag-Zig Allah, puzzle like jigsaw
Suggled author
BizMark, yo [Chorus] [Islord]
Aiyyo, rock head ******z who grab mics for the first time
Get fronted on majory once the
God slides in on the scene, love-love in the place to be
All-American lyrics, the top choice in this rap market from
Now Y all the way to
England cuz my click be jinglin under
Wu-Tang Productions
This crook that sell a million, then bounced on outta state
Rap fiends was trapped in cells like hot cakes
Faster than the rate of the
Earth travel
Which one-hundred-thirty-seven and one third miles per a hour
And peace to the
God Power for never fallin for nothin less than a hundred grands and rap with rubberbands placed in golden suitcases, slitted across the table to walk the dogs in the nine-eight, the nine-eight [9th Prince/Madman]
Yo, I build with the great minds of
Africa RZA,
Star Trek
Voyager, Killah
Hill side strangler
Captured you in inside thirty-six gas chambers
North American,
Arabian, high ? indian 9th
Prince convinces his enemies to kill themselves
Like Dr. Kavorkian, travel like razor satellites
Prepared for battle to rade the castle
Got tackled by the rebels, the plate in my head is heavy metal
Lyrical chain reaction, deadly instruments, run for
Symantecs
The international civil war assassins
Geological, biochemical, camouflaged nuclear aropostles
Sounds posible, cuz regardless visual
English grammer, mental examiner
I shock the world like the death of
Princess Diana
Reverse psychology on technology, accept no apologies
The penalty is to cut off your arms and feet
Poetry teachers are speechers seepin through the speakers
My fans will become die hard listeners, plus ear bleeders [RZA/Bobby Digital]
****** what you think
****** what you think
****** what you think [Chorus x2] [Outro: RZA/Bobby Digital]
Word up, ****** what you think
Word up, yo *beepin sound to fade*