- RZA On Tha Ground 歌詞
- RZA
- 'Down here on the ground' - ? (repeat 2X) [Diaz]
This is not those two
DJs, not
Touch, not
Wop Not that skinny bitch
Cameron although shes hot
Not those brothers
Tony, wanted to pop me in that movie
Now Ima claim that name,
Diaz, yall can sue me
Any beat given to me, shit,
Ill close it down
In and out the booth, hot like we supposed to sound
Now who holds the crown?
Yo lets split it four ways
Im always, gonna be
Spain and
Norway [Petter (RZA)]
Slicka upp sparka ner dessa katter blir fler för dessa snubbars problem jag silar snacket på scen det är vad dom säger när jag har gått vad dom skriver på sitt nät hur jag lät, hur jag var vad jag sa, var jag bra var jag keff, var jag deff
Var jag aight, var jag tight var jag nice, var jag bajs var jag ingenting alls var jag kung, var jag tung (Fuck that shit) om du inte diggar min stil man (Nigga, fuck that shit) [RZA]
Dont fuck with my money, son, dont fuck with my bitch
Dont fuck with my lab and dont fuck with my whip
Dont fuck with my jewels, my weed or my dip
Or I might get the glock, son, and fuck with this clip
Blast off the
Remingtons, steel shots got you tremblin
Runnin so fast you lost the tree off the
Timberlands
Flamed from the heat
I squeeze, feel the adrenaline
And we could bust shots like we cowboys and
Indians [Feven]
Yo Let the world witness some real shit bout to go down
RZA program,
N.Y.mixed with
Europe sound
When its laid, history already made
We broke gates across waters, across lands, across borders
Remember my name
F-to the E-
V-E-N Tell ya crew, tell ya school, tell ya next to kin
In act two, this is my chance to blast thru
And my crew
G-F-X, yeah remember that too 'Down here on the ground' - ? (repeat 4X) [RZA]
Nigga-nigga-nigga what?
Down here on the ground, we fuck niggaz up
We break shit down, yo look
The God Rzarec is known breakin
Gucci specs
Magnetic attraction to wizzes keep their coochie wet
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
Im a super-nova
Controller of the lunar and polar,
German luger holders
Best to back the fuck up, my mag buckin up
The slugs could stop
Mack trucks so dont act up
Fatal guillotine carrier blast like the space harrier
Sip of the blackberry ,
Berry I might marry ya [Diaz]
Theres a lot of shit that separates yall from me
Im in touch with the streets, they reply to me
If Im needed by my people theres no why in me
A real fighter, maybe theres a young
Sly in me
Im like that
Spanish Rocky, attitude a bit cocky
Me around ya girl, yall could guess where that cock be
Well its not in my pants, not in my hands
Yall could look at it like,
I make her hot in advance [Petter]
Jag ser ett finger
I ett publikhav vi tar till publikhat det är alltid likadant, hör ditt prat
I publikhav jag klarar mig själv fixar mitt shit själv slashar mitt shit väl drar in cash varje kväll ständigt aktuell 100 decibel, debil, ikväll gå på scen
I ett svart klädesställ jag är som en grogg utan virke, bara ren jävla stil jag är som en hundra formel ett, fast
I en jävla bil [Feven]
Let me bring more, spit more, kick more shit
Ima hit more, stick more than
Clark on Dick
Im a bit more sharper than
Bronco whips
You talkin this, dont underspeed the
Miss thats killin this 'Down here on the ground' - ? (repeat 6X)
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