Lirik Lagu B.O.B.B.Y - RZA
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Ultimate Breakbeats N' shit right?Niggaz still makin' money off o' those shitsLoopin' the same shits for a thousand years N' shit right?
The B, the O, the B, the B, the YThe D, the I, the G, the I, the T, the A, the LThe B, the O, the B, the B, the YThe D, the I, G, the I, the T, A, LDigital
YoYou know us to be robust, the greatest crew since Cold CrushThis poisonous slang keep emcees avoidin' usCan't think about the proper remedies for destroyin' usYour best bet black is sit back N' start enjoyin' usN' run your commissary, attack your coronaryI'ma very revolutionaryHonorary is sonic-electronic-brain like Johnny NneumonicGet boosted from the sorrow N' went Wu-tonicYou be fickle, get your tongue thrown into a jar of pickleTo serve to your bird with cheese N' pumpernickleThree state Charlie a classic like Marley MarlTie your ass down N' run you over with a trolley carMy nigga Kucky keep 'em Bucky like DentIntent, read the fine printIt says 'do not enter', or cross the linesYou be tossed behind N' forced to submit to the rhyme
B-O-B-B-Y-D-I-G-I-T-A-LB-O-B-B-Y-D-I-G-I-T-A-LB-O-B-B-Y-D-I-G-I-T-A-LDigital, Digital...
Four-four in the holster strapped tight by the velcroSteel padded vest on the chest, armed right from the elbowPointed rings resemble Killa Bee stingsIt's the mental of slingin' swords, thinkin' (?) bringsRain, hail, snow N' earthquakes, search your mental birthdate50 state prisons keep the body in perfect shapeJust got hit on the hip by this bird talkin''Bout she got a blister on her lipThat comes from not garglin' after suckin'I'm togglin' the buttons on my cell-phoneCall my nigga Tone, the well knownBubblegoose shredders made him thick as Carl WeathersSolid chrome barretta's nines stuffed inside the Wu leatherHot shots melt through your pleatherNever endin' story not from the land of NetherWe fight for our rights to the death like Mega EversWu-Tang Clan Forever, all in together now
B-O-B-B-Y-D-I-G-I-T-A-LB-O-B-B-Y-D-I-G-IDigital, Digital...
YoUp from the rugged grains of Shaolin soilOld Earth kept a nigga spoiltThough the reigns to my veins remain royalBurnin' up high speed dub, my CD spins like a hubcap on a Ac'Tre-pound snub rap we might joustFresh spring water from the ounceStalked like a tomahawk, Indian bitch, you get scalpedLike a ticket sold in Cleveland, you feel me inN' now I stream up your bone marrowWu-Tang song last long as Christmas carolsNiggaz throw darts, I'm shootin' flamin' arrowsPierce through your physical faculties with pin-point accuracyYou don't wanna battle me..
The B, the O, the B, the B, the YThe 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 YThe D, the I, the G, the I, the T, the A, the LThe B, the O, the B, the B, the YThe D, the I, the G, the I, T, A, LB-O-B-B-Y The D-I-G-I-T-A-LB-O-B-B-Y-D-I-G-I-T-A-LB-O-B-B-Y-D-the I, the G, the I, the T, the A, the LDigital, Digital...Pshhh...
The B, the O, the B, the B, the YThe D, the I, the G, the I, the T, the A, the LThe B, the O, the B, the B, the YThe D, the I, G, the I, the T, A, LDigital
YoYou know us to be robust, the greatest crew since Cold CrushThis poisonous slang keep emcees avoidin' usCan't think about the proper remedies for destroyin' usYour best bet black is sit back N' start enjoyin' usN' run your commissary, attack your coronaryI'ma very revolutionaryHonorary is sonic-electronic-brain like Johnny NneumonicGet boosted from the sorrow N' went Wu-tonicYou be fickle, get your tongue thrown into a jar of pickleTo serve to your bird with cheese N' pumpernickleThree state Charlie a classic like Marley MarlTie your ass down N' run you over with a trolley carMy nigga Kucky keep 'em Bucky like DentIntent, read the fine printIt says 'do not enter', or cross the linesYou be tossed behind N' forced to submit to the rhyme
B-O-B-B-Y-D-I-G-I-T-A-LB-O-B-B-Y-D-I-G-I-T-A-LB-O-B-B-Y-D-I-G-I-T-A-LDigital, Digital...
Four-four in the holster strapped tight by the velcroSteel padded vest on the chest, armed right from the elbowPointed rings resemble Killa Bee stingsIt's the mental of slingin' swords, thinkin' (?) bringsRain, hail, snow N' earthquakes, search your mental birthdate50 state prisons keep the body in perfect shapeJust got hit on the hip by this bird talkin''Bout she got a blister on her lipThat comes from not garglin' after suckin'I'm togglin' the buttons on my cell-phoneCall my nigga Tone, the well knownBubblegoose shredders made him thick as Carl WeathersSolid chrome barretta's nines stuffed inside the Wu leatherHot shots melt through your pleatherNever endin' story not from the land of NetherWe fight for our rights to the death like Mega EversWu-Tang Clan Forever, all in together now
B-O-B-B-Y-D-I-G-I-T-A-LB-O-B-B-Y-D-I-G-IDigital, Digital...
YoUp from the rugged grains of Shaolin soilOld Earth kept a nigga spoiltThough the reigns to my veins remain royalBurnin' up high speed dub, my CD spins like a hubcap on a Ac'Tre-pound snub rap we might joustFresh spring water from the ounceStalked like a tomahawk, Indian bitch, you get scalpedLike a ticket sold in Cleveland, you feel me inN' now I stream up your bone marrowWu-Tang song last long as Christmas carolsNiggaz throw darts, I'm shootin' flamin' arrowsPierce through your physical faculties with pin-point accuracyYou don't wanna battle me..
The B, the O, the B, the B, the YThe 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 YThe D, the I, the G, the I, the T, the A, the LThe B, the O, the B, the B, the YThe D, the I, the G, the I, T, A, LB-O-B-B-Y The D-I-G-I-T-A-LB-O-B-B-Y-D-I-G-I-T-A-LB-O-B-B-Y-D-the I, the G, the I, the T, the A, the LDigital, Digital...Pshhh...
