Do You Hear The Bells? Champagne thoughts with Bud Light money, blunts dipped in honey Controlled emotions freewill . B Lyrics.com. Everything. Welcher Song ist nicht von Robbie Williams? One touch of my eagle claw clutch, rips your guts Z Motherfucker you ain't shit, high profilin) FAVORITE P Kontakt. G Yo, yo it's the unspoken word, you not heard, get your brains open, Ich kenne nichts (das so schön is wie du). See a snake in the garden, we get rid of you Ruler Z, Arm Leg Leg Arm Head Yo, yo, my enemies of the Killa Bee Clan's founds their peers Keep a sword tucked sharp inside your personal . F A No time for fragile planet for small wombs Keep a sword tucked sharp inside your personal. I'm vegetarian BITCH, I don't need the beef Get instant explanation for any acronym or abbreviation that hits you anywhere on the web. Web. Fuck the bloodshed, you be leakin your soul Q Quick to make a nigga shit in his pants, with one glance . Fuck you Analog, the shit is critical I clear a thousand men with a jaw of an assbone, black Samson O Enjoyed everywhere. C Chistes de música, frases, beneficios de la música... Puntúa a diferentes cantantes y grupos para establecer sus índices de popularidad, Trivial de música y juegos de fotos distorsionadas y borrosas de artistas, Elige al artista que más te guste para determinar quién es el mejor de todos, Clasificación de los socios y socias que más colaboran en la página. H Wu-Tang Clan leader and hip-hop production genius, The RZA breaks down "Unspoken Word" off his alter-ego solo album, "The RZA as Bobby Digital In Stereo" and his verse from Wu-Tang's break out hit, "Protect Ya Neck." Chorus: Yo yo 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 [Bobby Digital] Word's on the street Dunn Dunn Bobby's goin Digital Hoverin the city inside the Wonder Woman's invisible jet Clouded by the Meth we move undetected in secret society sects, … P Keep a sword tucked sharp inside your personal, We can bust a shot or we can bust a verse or two, Word's on the street Dunn Dunn Bobby's goin Digital, Hoverin the city inside the Wonder Woman's invisible jet, suspected us to be a cumulus cloud, ejectin lightning, Strikin like a wild knuckle fight, in New Brighton, A million strands of spider webs weaved to make my vest, The 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 spyin, the ammo flyin, the steel iron, Blow a nigga neck from his head, like dandelions, But we calmly, defeat your army, by blowin 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, Escape cell block eight's my tape on the rocks, Sean Connery, calmly bombin MC's, who stuck on my phenomenon, You worry Duck, you get touched by the razor cut, 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 niggaz 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? Girl my mind flashes, My seeds be royal, niggaz 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, f**k the bloodshed, you be leakin your soul, Infinite darts I apply to your back, like horse brandin, I clear a thousand men with a jaw of an assbone, black Samson, See a snake in the garden, we get rid of you, You slimy savages, sh*t is gettin critical, Word up f**k that (Bobby Digital!