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| Artist: Bobby Digital (RZA) f/ Beretta 9 (of Killarmy) Album: RZA as Bobby Digital in Stereo Song: Daily Routine Typed by: Masta10304@Hotmail.com [Bobby Digital] Word up, straight up, spread my knowledge through your projects My knowledge, Rzarect' my knowledge (Yo, yo) The chief's noble, oval-shaped total Controller of the global, over-lies a thousand MC's Rap compose you, chase and mould you Jakes will hold you hostage, beats'll fold you like a wallet Flies get swated once they spotted Infra-red dotted, head red target, blood clotage Yo, yo, yo, we smoke blunts, tote weight Bust shots, attend wakes, baby make Pay rent, stay bent, drink red label Duck from jakes be flagrant Keep the gear pressed, fag noyd of loydzoid We fight like 'guiver against the hyperzoid noise Blowin high cheba, minds compute like Aptiva Thoughts connect like a quaterback to the wide receiver Stay blunted, drinken coc'y 900 Never confonted all my niggaz on the battle zone Thoughts before we changed the whips On the got ship Jesus, before kim at was called Egypt Before the bloods and crips, tomahawks and pimps 18, blue in face, we still had balls and braids Amplified the sound of the earth's rotation Who could pin-point that exact location in space It's the CD and that's why the earth rotates and That's why knowledge is the formation of all basic creations White man is the foundation of his family The sun is the foundation of the solar system Wisdom is the manifestation, words is put in to activation Escape this captivation, niggaz bustin, wastin shots like masterbation Transformation like gold bots, that created a race of robots Our new rulers are computers, havent spent out what they do to us Heads drift into space like asteroids, faster void Savages tradin places like Dan Akroyd, the truth is ignored These devils must be destroyed We smoke blunts, tote weight Bust shots, attend wakes, baby make Pay rent, stay bent, drink red label Duck from jakes be flagrant Keep the gear pressed, search for the better things in life Feed for wife, make a nigga live a street life We smoke blunts, tote weight, pay rent, yo [Beretta 9] Yo, check it out, yo Shoot the wu-renegade and camouflaged educatin Beretta 9 respiratin, on these war grounds prevatin Aint nothin to produce this shit Yall niggaz best to cover quick We gon' start and finish shit Doin it slow, watch me murder it Under seige fatigue, big batter major league Nine industry war, fat broad, broken teeth We be the righteous TC's, that go up Do the same, fuck the fame, we here to build Better keep your eyes pealed, fuck around get killed It ain't safe no fucking more, c-cypher's at more door And I got more than one war, I'ma stay on my toes and do the one to two timers We gon' make this our year, so beware, peace to rhymers My life is in a binder, some way we gotta find a way out We took the quick route, we all about On these streets trying to make ends meet, stay on my feet Gotta eat yall, yo, things is deep, peep the sleek iron sheik Camouflage these cats, be on our boo's shit Last days niggaz and snakes gon' need the cool whip Soft, you know, like an afro', other cats slit like Castro I murder that snitch ass, Donny Brasco We the satisfied, all yall devils better run and hide My mind and my physical be unified, so let it be justified Be more to be penalized, it's born god allah, mother fuckers best recognize [Bobby Digital] Yo, we smoke blunts, tote weight Bust shots, attend wakes, baby make Pay rent, stay bend, drink red label Duck from jakes, be fragent Keep the gear pressed, a bag of death lives for stress Search for the better things in life Feed for wife, make a nigga wanna live a street life We smoke blunts, duck jakes, pay rent Stay bent, attend wakes, baby make Search for the better things in life Feed for wife, make a nigga wanna live a street life Fag noyd of loydzoid, fight like 'guiver against the hyperzoid noise Blowin high cheba, minds compute like Aptiva Thoughts connect like a quaterback to the wide receiver |
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