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Watch your hoe look at me, like I m Leonardo DiCaprio
Wanna stick her tip of her tongue through my piss hole
You play the target, and I be the guiding missile
Oh, how they long this strong grissle
Yup, see that flesh is weak
But it taste so good, they want the recipe
The king catch the queen, don t mess with me
Kssh, yo, my niggas never grow up, drink til they throw up
Some sniff that cocaine til they fucking brains blow up
Drunk from that Brass Monkey, grass junkies
Walk around with the brain of a Crash Dummie
How dare you try to come and gas crash from me
You be in the House of a 1,000 Corpse like Rob Zombie
It s I God, inside your iPod
Cuz my squad, nigga, is die hard

[Chorus: RZA]
Who rock meaner, than the Gods from Medina
You numb skull girls, be caught and talking Tina

[RZA]
Bitch, suck a dick and die, forty five lit the sky
Fool, let the shit fly, split, right between your eye
Nothing like that little slit split in between her thighs
Sitting on the nine, applehead, bitch, let it ride
Hickory dickory, block, niggas is slippery
Glocks tucked down my socks, secures my victory
You like fourth period, son, you history
White girls with big ass, I check them suspiciously
Vanilla Pearline, had the saline
Stuffed inside her jeans, made the niggas day dream

[Chorus]

[RZA]
Unbeatable, like the old Brooklyn A-Team
I m wild like a Shaolin nigga in State Green
Jalopeno rocks, might drop from my nina
Then I m back on the spot, without the subpeona

Brać się do roboty, wroga bić już czas
Widzę zamiast mężczyzn, mnóstwo bab wśród was
Takiej bandy nikt nie zlęknie się
Zadrżyjcie więc na dźwięk tych słów
Mężczyzn z was wkrótce sam zrobię znów
Z wierzchu masz być skałą, ma się żar w niej tlić
Każdy bój zwyciężysz, zawsze tak...

Drifting empty outer space.
Looking for euphoric end.
Searching for the perfect end.
Running for you useless.
They ll try to break your empty mind.
Leaving all your crew behind.
Coming to reality.
You re sucked into the time warp.

Burning,...

Czasem lubię pomarudzić, lubię... Zdenerwować kogoś,
Powykrzywiać się do ludzi, lubię... Poobgryzać paznokcie, lubię...
Kopnąć kamień na ulicy,
Z nieznajomym kawkę wypić, lubię...

Bo ja, bo ja, bo ja nie płacze z byle powodu, ja, bo ja

Gdy w powietrzu czuje burzę

Punk by the book

Covered in leather, or plaid patches, or metal studs your hair is dyed =
or spiked with glue you only talk to those who look and act the way you =
do cause you think you re so fucking cool punk. punk. punk. punk by the =
book. you say...

Story to tell

[Chorus:]
For every shell that fell
There s a story to tell
They say you hustler then you going to hell
Nah, I know God love s me
Yeah, I know that he fucks with me
Can a gangster go to heaven
Let me in
I call it survival you...