"Unspoken Word" lyrics - RZA

RZA

"Unspoken Word"

(Robert Diggs)

[Intro: RZA]
Yo, where the beat, where the buzzin' at?
It took ten-thousand years to find you

[Hook: RZA]
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

[Verse 1: RZA]
Word's on the street Dunn Dunn Bobby's going Digital
Hovering 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, ejecting lightning
Striking like a wild knuckle fight, in New Brighton
A million strands of spider webs weaved to make my vest
Chi 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 spying, the ammo flying, 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 blowing 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 creating Scooby Doo fogs
Escape cell block eight's my tape on the rocks
Sean Connery, calmly bombin MC's, who stuck on my phenomenon

[Bridge: RZA]
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

[Verse 2: RZA]
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 niggas 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, it's a natural high

[Bridge 2:]
It's Bobby Digital, word you can't ridicule
We see a snake in the garden, we get rid of you
(Bobby you be on that bullshit) All the time
(With them big words and shit) I free y'all niggas minds
(What the fuck you think you are some king or something?
Motherfucker you ain't shit, high profilin)

[Verse 3: RZA]
Yo, yo, my enemies of the Killa Bee Clan's founds their peers
Buried for a thousand years, or drowned in tears
My unpredictable lyric script, is spine tingling
Like slime from a baby's mouth, bitch niggas you be lingerin
Bobby bobs panties from bitches with big asses
(Bobby you be bugging) Girl my mind flashes
My seeds be royal, niggas sweat muslim oil
My Earth gave birth to the fertile crescent soil
No time for fragile planet for small wombs
My dick bust a universe, my nuts weigh a moon, stay in tune
Champagne thoughts with Bud Light money, blunts dipped in honey
Digital, make the gloomiest day feel sunny
Slang slides slashes for him plan record upon the Lord
Confuse you like a forty-eight track mixboard
Milli phaser blast a hole in your back the size of moon craters
These anti-crucified on my Technic crossfader
Fuck the bloodshed, you be leakin your soul
Physical mental emotion we will control
Infinite darts I apply to your back like horse brandin
I clear a thousand men with a jaw of an assbone, black Samson

[Bridge 3: RZA]
It's Bobby Digital, word you can't ridicule
See a snake in the garden, we get rid of you
Slimy savages, against the Digital
Fuck you Analog, the shit is critical

[Bridge 4: RZA]
Bobby Digital, word you can't ridicule
See a snake in the garden, we get rid of you
You slimy savages, shit is gettin critical
Fuck you Analog niggas we be Digital

[Outro: RZA]
Bobby Digital
Word up fuck that (Bobby Digital)