RZA Lyrics
RZA Lyrics
"Break Bread Lyrics"
Forever Laid In Chains Lyrics
These fields have become my legacy by ancient gods been given chains free me now or fear forever Dissemblers! These bonds of temperance soon unsealed I greet thee masters of distopia enchant me with your immortal grace I bid you welcome to this gathering who knows what the night bri
These fields have become my legacy by ancient gods been given chains free me now or fear forever Dissemblers! These bonds of temperance soon unsealed I greet thee masters of distopia enchant me with your immortal grace I bid you welcome to this gathering who knows what the night bri
[Intro - Jammie Sommers] (RZA):
Yo, yeah yeah, yo what?
(Gotta spit on these bitches real quick)
Yea, Jammie Sommers bring the thunder, what?
(Word up, doo-doo stain bitches)
Yo, yo, uh-huh, yo..
[Jammie Sommers]
Yo save John Bennett, trauma John Bell
Lace stay in my equality, mic oddessey
Judy Plum, ghetto tag on the drum
Nestle in the glass, I was plunged, double-edged tongue
Pearly handle, scroll Brooklyn, we bouncin, commercial keep lookin
Pussy tight ginger, turn rough cats to cringers
Make him surrender is car and legal tender
Sunshine on time, manifest all time 't
On And On Lyrics
How long will you love me how long will you stay by my side Will it be for a lifetime or just for a while From now on yes on and on If you will love and stand by me I'll give all my love to you That's the way that it will be from now on yes on and on From now on yes on and on from now
ween beamsHow long will you love me how long will you stay by my side Will it be for a lifetime or just for a while From now on yes on and on If you will love and stand by me I'll give all my love to you That's the way that it will be from now on yes on and on From now on yes on and on from now
because I study all true reality, sculpted by my Wallabees
Study righteous God Degree, yo..
[Both]
We Break Bread and deal with equality
[RZA]
Yo check it, my break and deal with this son
Explicit lyrical orgy, you bitches smell like dead foggy hoe
While Jammie splash you with the bottle of Giorgio
or Chanel's No. 5, dog bitch you can't survive
You buy and shoot some straw ride, ya tried to glide on B.O.B.B.Y.
Jammie Sommers, treat her like my daughter, real niggaz wanna fuck her
Pass a quart of milk, crab, clam, possum, wild flower blossomin
Power-U, have you gas
Fly Anna Fly Lyrics
tonight. i am black and you are white. and your beautiful gown is making me cry. tonight. the stars they shine for us. and for a second i can touch the sky. alright. this is why i've lived my life. and he didn't come back before tonight. sunlight. the day has overcome this time.<
pin for your oxygentonight. i am black and you are white. and your beautiful gown is making me cry. tonight. the stars they shine for us. and for a second i can touch the sky. alright. this is why i've lived my life. and he didn't come back before tonight. sunlight. the day has overcome this time.<
Gold bra straps, fine pointed, purple star Gaps
Cowboy boots and tastle, with the straw hat
You derelict hoes, we fuck y'all without pullin down our clothes
While your nigga wish to lick Jammie Sommers' toes
Imaginate, you best to go home son and masturbate
or put your ten dollars up and buy the fat tape
[Jammie Sommers]
Yo, a hundred thousand, two hundred and fifty cash
Yo now, watch Miss Sommers, shake that ass
Yo, you love the way my brother splash
Chain reaction keep you puzzled
Mouth muscle, card shuffle, belt buckle
Jammie S'll never kiss ass after I clo
Holebeard Blues Lyrics
[lyrics not included in booklet] I?ve got the holebeard , baby I?ve got the holebeard bad since you left me baby it started growing real fast ain?t never had no holebeard never cared for that mess (but) now I?m lying in the gutter , baby it?s growing ten feet out of my ass<
se a deal[lyrics not included in booklet] I?ve got the holebeard , baby I?ve got the holebeard bad since you left me baby it started growing real fast ain?t never had no holebeard never cared for that mess (but) now I?m lying in the gutter , baby it?s growing ten feet out of my ass<
You best to believe this rap shit I say is for real
A lot of y'all bitches be good earners with two out
Take too many chances, chillin with niggaz, lampin
Profilin, wildin, Jammie hung with the realty smilin
Takin shots at Louie the thirteenth, and tie you up
bathed in Sheik, so you could watch your man beat his meat
Cuz, uh, lodi dodi, I got the body
And tutti fruiti, I got the booty
I shake, my rump, all in ya face
Make a bitch tie my sneaker lace
Cuz A is for Apple and J is for Jack
And most of y'all bitches ain't go no hair in the back
And ya tracks is wack