B.O.B.B.Y.

Ultimate Breakbeats and shit right?
Niggaz still, makin money offa those shits
Loopin the same shits for a thousand years and shit right?
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Yo, you know us to be robust, the greatest crew since
Cold Crush
This poisonous slang keep
MC's avoidin us
Can't think about the proper remedies for destroyin us
Your best bet black is sit back and start enjoyin us
And run your commisary, attack your corinary,
I'ma bury revolutionary
Honorary is sonic electronic brain like
Johnny Nneumonic
Get boosted from the sorrow and went
Wu-tonic You be fickle, get your tongue thrown into a jar of pickle to serve to your bird, with cheese and pumpernickle *
Ch-cha Pssh*
Three state
Charlie a classic like
Marley Marl
Tie your ass down and run you over with a trolley car
My nigga Kucky keep em
Bucky like
Dent Intent, read the fine print -- it says
Do not enter, or cross the lines
You be tossed behind, and forced to submit to the rhyme
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Digital Four-four in the holster strapped tight by the velcro
Steel padded vest on the chest armed right from the elbow
Pointed rings resemble
Killa Bee stings
It's the mental of slingin swords, thing ? a buck brings
Rain, hail, snow and earthquakes, search your mental birthdate 50 state prisons keep your body in perfect shape
Just got hit on the hip by this bird talkin bout she got a blister on her lip
That comes from not garglin after suckin
I'm togglin the buttons on my cell-phone
Call my nigga,
Tone the well known
Bubblegoose shredders made him thick as
Carl Weathers
Solid chrome barettas nines stuffed inside the
Wu leather
Hot shots melt through your pleather
Never ending story not from the land of
Nether We fight for our wives to the death like
Mega Evers
Wu-Tang Clan
Forever, all and together now
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Digital Yo, up from the rugged grains of
Shaolin soil
Ol' Earth kept a nigga spoilt
Though the reigns to my veins remain royal, burnin up
High speed dub, my
CD spins like a hub-cap on a
Ac' Tre-pound snub rap we might joust
Fresh spring water from the ounce
Stalked like a tomahawk,
Indian bitch, you get scalped like a ticket sold in
Cleveland, you feel me in and now
I stream up your bone marrow
Wu-Tang song last long as
Christmas carols
Niggaz throw darts,
I'm shootin flamin arrows
Pierce through your physical faculties with pin-point accuracy
You don't wanna battle me..
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