On Tha Ground

"Down here on the ground" - ? (repeat 2X) [Diaz]

This is not those two

DJ's, not

Touch, not

Wop Not that skinny bitch

Cameron although she's hot

Not those brothers

Tony, wanted to pop me in that movie

Now I'ma claim that name,

Diaz, y'all can sue me

Any beat given to me, shit,

I'll close it down

In and out the booth, hot like we supposed to sound

Now who holds the crown?

Yo let's split it four ways

I'm always, gonna be

Spain and

Norway [Petter (RZA)]

Slicka upp sparka ner dessa katter blir fler för dessa snubbars problem jag silar snacket på scen det är vad dom säger när jag har gått vad dom skriver på sitt nät hur jag lät, hur jag var vad jag sa, var jag bra var jag keff, var jag deff

Var jag aight, var jag tight var jag nice, var jag bajs var jag ingenting alls var jag kung, var jag tung (Fuck that shit) om du inte diggar min stil man (Nigga, fuck that shit) [RZA]

Don't fuck with my money, son, don't fuck with my bitch

Don't fuck with my lab and don't fuck with my whip

Don't fuck with my jewels, my weed or my dip

Or I might get the glock, son, and fuck with this clip

Blast off the

Remingtons, steel shots got you tremblin'

Runnin' so fast you lost the tree off the

Timberland's

Flamed from the heat

I squeeze, feel the adrenaline

And we could bust shots like we cowboys and

Indians [Feven]

Yo Let the world witness some real shit 'bout to go down

RZA program,

N.Y. mixed with

Europe sound

When it's laid, history already made

We broke gates across waters, across lands, across borders

Remember my name

F-to the E-

V-E-N Tell ya crew, tell ya school, tell ya next to kin

In act two, this is my chance to blast thru

And my crew

G-F-X, yeah remember that too "Down here on the ground" - ? (repeat 4X) [RZA]

Nigga-nigga-nigga what?

Down here on the ground, we fuck niggaz up

We break shit down, yo look

The God Rzarec' is known breakin'

Gucci specs

Magnetic attraction to wizzes keep their coochie wet

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,

I'm a super-nova

Controller of the lunar and polar,

German luger holders

Best to back the fuck up, my mag buckin' up

The slugs could stop

Mack trucks so don't act up

Fatal guillotine carrier blast like the space harrier

Sip of the blackberry,

Berry I might marry ya [Diaz]

There's a lot of shit that separates y'all from me

I'm in touch with the streets, they reply to me

If I'm needed by my people there's no why in me

A real fighter, maybe there's a young

Sly in me

I'm like that

Spanish Rocky, attitude a bit cocky

Me around ya girl, y'all could guess where that cock be

Well it's not in my pants, not in my hands

Y'all could look at it like,

I make her hot in advance [Petter]

Jag ser ett finger

I ett publikhav vi tar till publikhat det är alltid likadant, hör ditt prat

I publikhav jag klarar mig själv fixar mitt shit själv slashar mitt shit väl drar in cash varje kväll ständigt aktuell 100 decibel, debil, ikväll gå på scen

I ett svart klädesställ jag är som en grogg utan virke, bara ren jävla stil jag är som en hundra formel ett, fast

I en jävla bil [Feven]

Let me bring more, spit more, kick more shit

I'ma hit more, stick more than

Clark on Dick

I'm a bit more sharper than

Bronco whips

You talkin' this, don't underspeed the

Miss that's killin' this "Down here on the ground" - ? (repeat 6X)