Rza - Domestic Violence Lyrics
Writer(s):DIGGS, ROBERT F.
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You ain't **** your daddy ain't ****
your brother ain't **** your money ain't ****
your lab ain't **** your rings ain't ****
your gear ain't **** your jewels ain't ****
your kicks ain't **** ***** your whips ain't ****
Bobby you ain't **** ***** I'm the ****
you ain't **** your daddy ain't ****
your brother ain't **** your money ain't ****
your lab ain't **** your rings ain't ****
your gear ain't ****, your jewels ain't ****
your kicks ain't ****, your whips ain't ****
Bobby, you ain't ****, ***** I'm the ****
you ain't ****, your daddy ain't ****
your brother ain't ****, your money ain't ****
your lab ain't ****, Bobby you ain't ****
your rings ain't ****, your gear ain't ****
your jewels ain't ****, your kicks ain't ****
your whips ain't ****, *****, I'm the ****
You ain't ****, your daddy ain't ****
your brother ain't ****, your money ain't ****
your lab ain't ****, your rings ain't ****
your gear ain't ****, your jewels ain't ****
your kicks ain't ****, your whips ain't ****
*****, I'm the ****...
[RZA] (Girl)
What the **** y'all birds talking about?
Get the **** out my house
'Fore I grab you by your hair and slap **** to your mouth
Bob Digi, yeah you know who is he
Girl, I ****ing slave trade your *** like Kizzy Kinte
(But wait, **** you ************)
You wish you could ****
*****, all you can do is **** suck
(Your *** can't ****, that's why your wife left your monkey ***)
**** that, you don't cook, you don't clean, or press my jeans
You don't scrub or wash clothes
Or buy food for making (???), *****
You don't read to the seeds
All you do is watch tv and smoke weed
Get your nails done and feet, scrub the hairweave
Sleep all day, eat, gain weight, can't breathe
Talking about you're going to leave?
Then ***** leave! What the **** you're waiting for?
Hit the door, I ain't taking this **** no more!
Spending all my cream on Gucci, Phillies and Coach
Before you moved to my lab, *****, I ain't never seen a roach
Stains on my carpet, bathroom's more like a fish market
Take all the space in my closet, where the ****'s your logic?
Disrespecting my old earth, aborted my child birth
And every day I catch my credit card inside your purse
You can't speak a sentence without a curse
Talking 'bout you're going to be a nurse
*****, to be a nurse you got to go to shool first!
When I first met you, you was a hoe
I tried to reform you, bomb you, warn you and teach you
But couldn't reach you, and you're still a hoe
Your father said you was a hoe
And when you leave me, ***** you're gonna be a hoe
Celluloid and gargoyle feet, I'd rather beat my meat
That raggy *** ***** a starving dog wouldn't eat
Started with the body of a model
***** tight as a pharmaceutical bottle
And you could swallow a whole avocado
And two forty ounce bottles
To the end of the world, which to I would follow
Now, when I **** you, the **** echos 'cause you ***** is so hollow
Turn your fat *** sideways
Your stressmarks are like the US highways
**** a new ***** every friday
Talking 'bout bust a nut, ***** I'll bust yo guts!
(You come so quick *****)
Wonder why I come so quick?
With that wide *** ***** and soggy ****?
I'm trying to get the **** over with, and go to sleep!
But when I'm with my real freak on the weekend
Bet that baby we **** for two and a half hours or three
You'd better study the 1-0-40 knowledge culture degree
About M-G-T, and G-see-see
'Cause you ain't ****, and your mother ain't ****
And your sister ain't ****, and your ***** ain't ****
That weave ain't ****, your *** ain't ****
Girl you ain't ****, your daddy ain't ****
[RZA] [Girl]
But **** it, yo
let me get this ****ing phone
Yeah, get the **********ing phone
Quit ************s in our ****ing
business. End the ****, or I'll pull
the **********ing chord out of the
Man, **** that **********ing socket.
Yo God, this ***** is bugging I'm sick of this **** ************
Get the **** out, I'm throwing
all the **** on the **********ing
terrace, right now. I'm sick of
I'm on the phone! this ****, you and you **** out the
I'm on the phone! **********ing closet right now. My
Well **** you! name's on the **********ing (???) too
*****, get the **** out my *****, I don't give a ****, **** that
house man ****, you get the **** out my lab, all
these ************s sleeping in the
****ing living room. My seeds run into
these ************s, these *****z are
Yo, hey Hewey, hey Hewey in their dirty **********ing socks and
**** you, yo God, my *****... ****. ****ing dirty toilet seats and
This ***** is stupid man ****. My seeds gotta sit on this ****.
Get these ************s out this
Give this ****ing crab *** **********ing lab now. Get the ****
girl the gas yo out. Every lat one of y'all mother-
You's a hoe *****! ****ers. Get the **** out my lab.
Come on you's a hoe!
you'se a hoe ************ don't make me pick up
you'se a hoe this bottle. Don't make me pick up
you'se a hoe this **********ing bottle.
you'se a hoe
hoe! hoe!
hoe! hoe! bastard! bastard!
hoe! hoe! bastard!
**** you!
hoe! you ****ing bastard!
hoe! bastard! bastard!
**** you
Yo, yo, dunn, yo, yo, God
bastard! bastard! bastard!
She's stupid dunn you're ****ing dirty **** *****
Yeah you're ****ing stupid *****
You're ****ing stupid
You're ****ing stupid
We'll be back son Now that's right, tell that
We'll be back ************ to call you back
'cause you ain't going to steal
this **********ing phone
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