Текст песни RZA (Bobby Digital) f Black Knights, Kil - Terrorist (Japanese Version)
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[Intro: P.R. Terrorist, (RZA), {Killa Sin}]Bobby (uh-huh, huh-huh), Now YBobby, (duh-duh-duh), Killarm, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby(Word up, Digital, Digital)Terrorist shit, Terrorist shit, Digital, come and get ahold of it(ya gotta keep niggaz...tuned into the zone)To the tune of the black knights, yo,{Straight to the horn, Killarm, Killarm}[P.R. Terrorist]Contemplate on how to run this shitUniversally, forever bluntedReflect shots off my forcefield, this shit will split your nuggetThoughts too rugged, extortioning CREAM from off the budgetRefugees, all the Terrorist fans, they fuckin love itInsurance can`t cover it, your maximum is minimumNiggaz, they tryin to dub it, yoIt`s the hottest shit on the streetsSince summer `86, my prefix is like a remixThrowing bricks, try and dub this shit, it`s accurateCome for your head, it`s immaculateConception, when my weapon`s bustingshots, niggaz try to discuss my business around the neighborhood[Doc Doom]Yo, switchblade, grenade, rhyme flowsBuck niggaz like wild rhinosUp in these killing fields you bound to die slowYour style staggers like a drunken whinoThat`s why there`s no hope to defeat a Black KnightThat`s like tryin to walk a tight ropeSwitchblade, grenade, rhyme flowsBuck niggaz like wild rhinosUp in these killing fields you bound to die slowYour style staggers like a drunken whinoThat`s why there`s no hope to defeat a black knightThat`s like tryin to walk a tight ropewith no feet, mercenary team, streets of concreteSasquatch, dump a nigga ass, so why try theinvinsible, Dr. destructorMy lyrics bring war like Lebanonour troup`s a Desert Storm, it be on sonCompton is the city where I come fromAct dumb if you want to, and catch a hot oneIt`s that real, knuckle up, lace your boots tightDon`t give a fuck `cause every night is our night[Killa Sin]These rap icons, smash, spit fire out of consFuck bigons, rely on islam in my pythonSqueeze off, long fist, when I`m pissedResult of this, gun powder cover my wristBlasphemous, how these fake fucks cursing my nameKnowing damn well, I`m hurting the sameWhat part of the game you playing? Kid, I`m sayin`yo, three months ago you was on, falling short nowChasing the Don, your money ain`t longFaggot fucks, bag `em up, stick `em in the back of my truckStrip `em and smack `em up for acting upHe slithering, hit him in the rips againBroke the code of honor that we living inCould lead to the whole click dismemberin`Never that, Killarm roll strongEven though you gone, Wise, the crew will still hold onI love you, in that dream you probably told me who busted youShould have paid attention but I sleptSo for that I gotta dust two devils offHeaded off, all that, fucking blow trial styleLaw and Order cat gotta Serve Justice, whatFuck this shit, (Serve Justice)Grab ya muskett and bust quick, word up[Warcloud]Let me touch this, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo..{*this part is cut off on the US version*}Thieves gather under red moonlight when doom strikesLeaving maroon sights in saloon fights and wound livesMy harpoon`s flight can`t be recorded by human retinasBite me and you`ll catch more shots to the stomach then tetanusI`m foaming at the mouth when I talk, King Holocaust with a crooked walkWhoever looking soft is getting tooken off, shook and lost, cracked in halfI take...ugh.. {*laughs*}[P.R. Terrorist]I take, I take all fake snakes, grab `em, by they heads, grab `emWhile they slither through the grass I`m inI grab em up, squeeze them till they eyeballs POP!Terrorist SHIT! When is that shit gonna stop?[Outro: Killa Sin]Never.. word up dunnStuck the heater up under the leather, hand severFuck that shit, yo we come to..