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    Rza Daily Routine

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    4:20
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    224 kbps
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    Добавлена 2 марта 2007 Пользователем AND1

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    Intro: [Bobby (Baretta)]

    *Word Up!*

    Straight up,

    spread my knowledge through your projects

    (knowledge through)

    Straight up

    (Word up)

    Word up

    *The chief noble oble same total controller of the*

    *global over law the thousand MCs grab proposal*

    *Jakes that mould you taste will hold you hostage*

    *peace will fold you like a wallet flies get swatted*

    *once they spotted infra-red dotted head red targets*

    Chorus:

    *Yo, we smoke blunts, throw weight, bust shots,*

    *attend wakes baby make, pay rent stay bent,*

    *Drink Red Label duck from Jakes we flagrant*

    *Keep the gear pressed *

    Verse 1: Bobby

    I'm paranoid of loiZOID

    We fight like Guiver against the hyperZOID NOIDS

    HIGH ACHIEVER mind computes like a THIEVER

    Thoguhts connect like the quarterback to the wide receiver

    Stay blunted drinking cokey nine hundred

    Never fronting on my niggas on the battle zone

    Thoughts flip before they change your whips on the

    good ship Jesus before Kimet was called Egypt

    Before the bloods and crypts tomahawks and pimps

    Eighteen pumas spazed we still had balds and braids

    Amplify the sound of the earth rotation

    Who could pin-point the exact location in space

    It's to see hear and feel the earth rotation

    That's why knowledge is the basic foundation of

    all days and creation, like man is the foundation of

    his family and the sun's the foundation of the solar system

    Wisdom is the manifestation when words and actions are put

    into activation escape this captivation niggas busting

    wasting shots like masturbation transforming like gobots

    They created a race of robots our new rulers are

    computers Abbott's been known now come through to us

    Heads drifting in space like asteroids,

    Pass the roids, savages trading places like Dan Akyroid

    The truth is ignored, these devils must be destroyed

    Chorus: Bobby

    Search for the better things in life

    Beef wid wife make a nigga live a street life

    We smoke blunts, throw weight, pay rent

    Verse 2: Baretta Nine

    Yo, check it out, yo, one two, yo

    Soon to smooth litigating

    Camouflage educating

    Baretta Nines barating

    Only smoke rounds a day and

    Ain't nothing to overdo the shit

    Ya'll niggas best to come up quick

    We gonna start and finish it

    Cause I'm sure watch me murder it

    Undersiege fatigue get bat at major league

    Nine industry forms that be forced from catigues

    We live righteous TC they go up do the same

    Fuck the fame we hear the bill better keep your

    eyes peeled fuck around get killed it ain't safe no

    fucking more C-Ciphers at my door and I got more

    than one war, I'm gonna stay on my toes and do the one

    to two timers, we gon' make this year our year to

    beware peace to rhymers our life is in a bond-a

    Sware we gotta find a, way out we took the crypt ride

    we all about, on these streets trying to make ends meet

    Stay on my feet gotta eat God you things is deep peep

    the sleep, How you see camouflage these cats

    We on that bullshit, last days thinkings of snakes

    and either pull it soft you know like an afro

    other cats sit like Castro I murder that snitch ass

    Donnie Brasco, We dissatisfied of your devils

    running running high, my mind and my physical be unified

    To the day we testify we wanna be penalised

    Form God Allah motherfuckers best recognise

    Chorus: RZA

    A bag of dast mixed wid stress

    Search for the better things in life

    Beef wit wife make a nigga wanna live a street life

    We smoke blunts, duck Jakes, pay rent, stay bent,

    Attend wakes, baby make

    Search for better things in life,

    Beef wit wife, make a nigga wanna live a street life

    (Sing first 4 lines of first verse)

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