RZA - Terrorist Lyrics
Bobby!! bobby bobby bobby, word up digital, digitalTerrorist shit, terrorist shit, come and get a hold of itTune of the black knight, killarm, killarm, killarm[dom pachino/p.r. terrorist]Contemplate on how to run this shitUniversally forever runninReflect shots off my wall, (new shit) split your nuggetThoughts too rugged, extortinate cream from off the budgetRefugees of the terrorist, fans, they *****in love itInsurance cant cover it, maximum is a minimumNiggas, they try to dub it, yoIts the hottest shit on the streets since summer 86My prefix, like a remix, throw wind bricksTry and dub the shit is accurateCome for your head, its immaculate conceptionWhen my rep is, bustin shotsNiggas tryin to discuss my business around the neighborhood[dr. doom]Yo, switch blade grenade rhyme flows, buck niggas like wild rhinosUp in these killin fields you bound to die slowYour style staggers like a drunken whinoThats why theres no hope to defeat a black knightThats like tryin to walk a type ropeSwitch blade grenade rhyme flows, buck niggas like wild rhinosUp in these killin field you bound to die slowYour style staggers like a drunken whinoThats why theres no hope to defeat a black knightThats like tryin to walk a type rope, wit no feetMercenary team, streets of concreteSasquash dump a nigga ass on wide fridayInvincible, doctor destruct thoughtMy lyrics ran ward like lebanon are troops, a desert stormIt be on son, compton is the city where I come fromAct dumb if you want to and catch a hot oneIts that real, knuckle up, lace your boots tightDont give a ***** cuz every night is our night[killa sin]Rap bygones, smash pit, fire outta cons***** bygones, rely on islam and my pythonsSqueeze off long diss, window pitch, control of thisGun pack recover my wrist, blast from thisHave these fake *****s cursin my nameKnowin damn well Im hurting the sameWhat part of the game you playin, get insaneYo three months ago we was on, fall is short nowChasin the don, your money aint longFaggot *****, bag em up, stick him in the back of my truckStrip em and smack him up for actin upHes slithering, hit him in the ribs againBroke the code of honor that we livin inCould lead to the whole click, dismember whenNever that, killarm roll strongEven though you born, watch the crew but still hold onI love you when that drink, you probably told me who bust youShould of payed attention but I slept so for thatI gotta dust two, devils off, headed off, all that***** it, blow trial stat, law and order cat gotta serve justiceWhat, ***** this, adjust, get your musket, and bust quick word up[holocaust]Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, these-[cut off]
