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Unspoken Word

Artist:RZA  Album:Unspoken Word  Writer:Unknown  Composer:DIGGS ROBERT F/DIGGS JR ROBERT 

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Chorus: 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 [Bobby Digital] 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

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