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Rza

B.O.B.B.Y

  hip-hop  rap  wu-tang  hip hop  soundtrack
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Ultimate Breakbeats N` shit right? Niggaz still makin` money off o` those shits Loopin` the same shits for a thousand years N` shit right? The B, the O, the B, the B, the Y The D, the I, the G, the I, the T, the A, the L The B, the O, the B, the B, the Y The D, the I, G, the I, the T, A, L Digital Yo You know us to be robust, the greatest crew since Cold Crush This poisonous slang keep emcees avoidin` us Can`t think about the proper remedies for destroyin` us Your best bet black is sit back N` start enjoyin` us N` run your commissary, attack your coronary I`ma very revolutionary Honorary is sonic-electronic-brain like Johnny Nneumonic Get boosted from the sorrow N` went Wu-tonic You be fickle, get your tongue thrown into a jar of pickle To serve to your bird with cheese N` pumpernickle Three state Charlie a classic like Marley Marl Tie your ass down N` run you over with a trolley car My nigga Kucky keep `em Bucky like Dent Intent, read the fine print It says `do not enter`, or cross the lines You be tossed behind N` forced to submit to the rhyme B-O-B-B-Y-D-I-G-I-T-A-L B-O-B-B-Y-D-I-G-I-T-A-L B-O-B-B-Y-D-I-G-I-T-A-L Digital, Digital... Four-four in the holster strapped tight by the velcro Steel padded vest on the chest, armed right from the elbow Pointed rings resemble Killa Bee stings It`s the mental of slingin` swords, thinkin` (?) brings Rain, hail, snow N` earthquakes, search your mental birthdate 50 state prisons keep the body in perfect shape Just got hit on the hip by this bird talkin` `Bout she got a blister on her lip That comes from not garglin` after suckin` I`m togglin` the buttons on my cell-phone Call my nigga Tone, the well known Bubblegoose shredders made him thick as Carl Weathers Solid chrome barretta`s nines stuffed inside the Wu leather Hot shots melt through your pleather Never endin` story not from the land of Nether We fight for our rights to the death like Mega Evers Wu-Tang Clan Forever, all in together now B-O-B-B-Y-D-I-G-I-T-A-L B-O-B-B-Y-D-I-G-I Digital, Digital... Yo Up from the rugged grains of Shaolin soil Old Earth kept a nigga spoilt Though the reigns to my veins remain royal Burnin` up high speed dub, my CD spins like a hubcap on a Ac` Tre-pound snub rap we might joust Fresh spring water from the ounce Stalked like a tomahawk, Indian bitch, you get scalped Like a ticket sold in Cleveland, you feel me in N` now I stream up your bone marrow Wu-Tang song last long as Christmas carols Niggaz throw darts, I`m shootin` flamin` arrows Pierce through your physical faculties with pin-point accuracy You don`t wanna battle me.. The B, the O, the B, the B, the Y The D, the I, the G, the I, the T, the A, the L (Digital, Digital, Chhhhhh...) The B, the O, the B, the B, the Y The D, the I, the G, the I, the T, the A, the L The B, the O, the B, the B, the Y The D, the I, the G, the I, T, A, L B-O-B-B-Y The D-I-G-I-T-A-L B-O-B-B-Y-D-I-G-I-T-A-L B-O-B-B-Y-D-the I, the G, the I, the T, the A, the L Digital, Digital... Pshhh...

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