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am close by cuz i need it
Song birds fly high i saved the music when i freed it yo
Even Geno said he know this that G shit
OG bought a zip had to eat

Benz by the meter
I ain't mean to scratch up the Beamer
I drop that boy on his keester
Give a white girl jungle fever
Since a jit I been gripping

She make it dance
She want me to take a chance
Swagg so sharp I walk by you might get severed
I came with my crew and birds flock with a feather
I ball

appreciate
My whine for it's age
Combined with my stage presence
I designed each line to unblind the
Crowd thats in my lesson
Clouded by the essence

are)
You're so close yet so fucking far
I'm in the city
You're by the beach
It's such a pity
You're out of reach
'Cause if you were here
Or if I was

by the pheromones
Take it to the nose
There she blows
Go sign ya name on my heart
wWith a chisel now it's set in stone
It's holy matrimony
I'm killin

been geeking
Because I feel like PT
She’s the Queen B, then I’m Jay Z
Where I'm at
Honestly, can't do it daily
I’ve been packed
I could keep on running

they assumptions
Scared, to approach me, behind my back is they comfort
Bold by themselves but silent when they public
Never one to follow always been

tell that I'm lit
By the look in my eyes
On the weekend it's gin
On some weekdays it's lean
Mommy thinks I'm a druggy
Non of them are this clean
Problems

A person that I can share with just a birds eye view of the mic like Robert Parrish
Chiefin' until I expire
Lightin' fires by the sides of people that

to the divine
I got an angel by my side, I
Open the window
Watch a flock of birds fly
I see the sunrise
Set a fire in the sky, I
Brew up some coffee
Then I go hit

knew I could call
Got stabbed in the back by a bitch who I thought was never gonna do me wrong
Boy was I wrong
She fucked on my dawgs
Kicked the bitch

a hundred thou', then I freaked it
(I freaked it)
I made 500 thou', then I freaked it
(I freaked it)
I bought a '87 for the weekend (The weekend)
This ain't

Domestic Violence

RZA

Instrumental Experience

2007

kicks ain't shit, your whips ain't shit 

nigga, I'm the shit... 



[RZA] (Girl) 

What the fuck y'all birds talking about? 

Get the fuck out

Types of vibes where I can rest and die falling
The vibes is Kung Fu come kick it with a g
Move in silence til the only thing you hear is a bird's peep

HOW I TRIED TO SHOW YOU
LOVE AND FREEDOM
THAT BELONG TO YOU AND ME
JUST ANOTHER WEEKEND
SITTING ALL ALONE
WATCHING THE TIME GO BY
SOON THE EVENING
WILL

me to path from astray
God how I call me by you name
Name dropping Jesus, Joseph and Marie
If I should die before I wake
I pray to the power for my

rehearsals and ornament parties weekends that go by too fast
Staying up late just to wrap all the presents
And praying the paper will last
You might think

squattin', she a beauty, I spoiled her right
On this shroom, I just keep geekin' and geekin'
I spent a fifty out with Bre, that was last weekend
And my

Don't touch that dial
These rappers tunin' into my style
I'm turning into some vile
Human beings eating bile from a corpse
Larry Bird

Play my favorite song give me something I can feel
I'm looking at the birds
The trees in the wind
Today in this moment I'm feeling great in my my skin
I

a sucker but trust me I been around brass
Never been a snitch but trust me I'm not around rats
I'm Larry Bird
Make it splash
She see I'm in her city sending

can't enter
Watershed get with B-I. Electric
The method is perfected it really ain't no exit
We closer to the ledges it just take a small push
but a bird

Hennessy drip 
Got that cup by my side 
Peng ting to my left 
So you know I'm doing right 
Vibe don't shut till, half past 5 In the am
Swag look appealing