- Votes:
- Composer:
- Robert F. Diggs
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- rap
- rza
- wu tang
 
- See also:
RZA - Unspoken Word lyrics
Yo, yo it's the unspoken word, you not heard, get your brains open
 Controlled emotions freewill as the same token
 Keep a sword tucked sharp inside your personal
 We can bust a shot or we can bust a verse or two
 Word's on the street Dunn Dunn Bobby's goin' Digital
 Hoverin' the city inside the Wonder Woman's invisible jet
 Clouded by the Meth we move undetected in Secret Society Sects
 NARC's radar suspected us to be a cumulus cloud
 Ejectin' lightning, strikin' like a wild knuckle fight, in New Brighton
 A million strands of spider webs weaved to make my vest
 The energy compacted deep within, my inner chest
 One touch of my eagle claw clutch, rips your guts
 Brass head kill you fast with a rapid, head bust
 Ninjas spyin', the ammo flyin', the steel iron
 Blow a nigga neck from his head, like dandelions
 My team is a magazine of M-16's
 But we calmly, defeat your army, by blowin' steam
 Noisy as a thousand barkin' dogs, rap's sweat hogs
 Welcome back to the catalogue, hip-hop cyborg
 Bobby Digital, keyboard clogged bitch you analog
 We blowin' smoke creatin' Scooby Doo fogs
 Escape cell block eight's my tape on the rocks
 Sean Connery, calmly bombin' MC's
 Who stuck on my phenomenon
 Word up, no hurry up, for the merrier
 You worry Duck, you get touched by the razor cut
 You feel the flurry huh, don't worry yo
 You get cut by the razor, yo, yo, yo yo
 The Wu rag tied around your head, like a doo rag
 Carry large black guns in small school bags
 Funeral date, will be engraved on the wall, in Roman numerals
 The Looney Tune niggaz I be rollin' with, be screwin' you
 Quick to make a nigga shit in his pants, with one glance
 Laid back like a fat Huffy bike, on the kickstands
 My Clan'll make the most hardrock chump turn to glass
 And shatter, leave no traces of your matter
 You kids playin' hot feet, wait 'til you go to sleep I pull your teeth
 I'm vegetarian bitch, I don't need the beef
 So how I spell relief?
 Ruler Z, arm leg, leg arm head
 B.O.B.B.Y.
 You don't qualify
 You don't have supply
 It's a natural high
 The unspoken word, you not heard, get your brains open
 Controlled emotions freewill as the same tokenRZA - Unspoken Word - http://motolyrics.com/rza/unspoken-word-lyrics.html
 Keep a sword tucked sharp inside your personal
 We can bust a shot or we can bust a verse or two
 It's Bobby Digital, word you can't ridicule
 We see a snake in the garden, we get rid of you
 Bobby you be on that bullshit, all the time
 With them big words and shit, I free y'all niggaz minds
 What the fuck you think you are some king or somethin'
 Motherfucker you ain't shit, high profilin'
 Yo, yo, my enemies of the Killa Bee Clan's founds their peers
 Buried for a thousand years, or drowned in tears
 My unpredictable lyrics straight, and spine tingling
 Like slime from a baby's mouth, bitch niggaz you be lingerin'
 Bobby bobs panties from bitches with big asses
 Bobby you be buggin', girl my mind flashes
 My seeds be royal, niggaz sweat Muslim oil
 My Earth gave birth to the fertile crescent soil
 No time for fragile planet for small wombs
 My dick bust a universe, my nuts weigh a moon, stay in tune
 Champagne thoughts with Bud Light money, blunts dipped in honey
 Digital, make the gloomiest day feel sunny
 Slang slides slashes for him plan record upon the Lord
 Confuse you like a forty-eight track mixboard
 Milli phaser blast a hole in your back the size of moon craters
 These anti-crucified on my Technic crossfader
 Fuck the bloodshed, you be leakin' your soul
 Physical mental emotion we will control
 Infinite darts I apply to your back, like horse brandin'
 I clear a thousand men with a jaw of an assbone, black Samson
 The unspoken word, you not heard, get your brains open
 Controlled emotions freewill as the same token
 Keep a sword tucked sharp inside your personal
 We can bust a shot or we can bust a verse or two
 It's Bobby Digital, word you can't ridicule
 See a snake in the garden, we get rid of you
 Slimy savages, against the Digital
 Fuck you Analog, the shit is critical
 The unspoken word, you not heard, get your brains open
 Controlled emotions freewill as the same token
 Keep a sword tucked sharp inside your personal
 We can bust a shot or we can bust a verse or two
 Bobby Digital, word you can't ridicule
 See a snake in the garden, we get rid of you
 You slimy savages, shit is gettin' critical
 Fuck you Analog niggaz we be Digital
Bobby Digital, word up fuck that, Bobby Digital












