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| Artist: Bobby Digital (RZA) f/ Ms. Roxy, Ras Kass Album: RZA As Bobby Digital In Stereo Song: Handwriting On The Wall Typed by: Masta10304@Hotmail.com [Ras Kass] we on some phantom of the opera shit, goggle shit love it, it's the waterproof man don't never ask the question aiyyo, my mic check is robo-tech run over the track 'til my lyrical get repent slow flow, cardiac arrest like flow joe rock ice ro-ro, pack 4-4 for sure though more and more cream and niggaz still love you by king the game of death, we kicking niggaz in the chest like kareem my wingspan is wider than rogain my sweet and sour niggaz would nose candy stiff flow by the gram i gramatically slay 'em before I eat a groupy bitch pussy the honorable minister louis farakhan is eating ham so, catch me in deep space nine with eight million stories and seven continents with eight billion bullets on the star trek solid state knowledge, thug niggaz electronic eat, drink, sleep, fuck, build and smoke chronic player, this is not a game, i said it before I came through the door with wu-tang the artist formerlly known as you got snatched out his truck and flowed is enormitty, doo it's strictly digital [Bobby Digital] yo, yo, the last starter fighter my thoughts make the sun shine brighter I bust in a bitch mouth to make her teeth seem whiter roam like space drones through all time zones your face get blown, I make home, bobby'll fuck grace jones cats with dilithium crystal, razor pendulum cuts through your ear tissue digital signal scramble your brain then regain residuals like microsoft, i might go off and walk, before the life go off you devilish bitches, I give your tossils eighty stitches bobby, long, strong, even fuck the eastwick witches |
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