Bobby Did It (spanish Fly) Lyrics - Rza As Bobby Digital In Stereo - Rza

[Islord] 

Ah-yo, let me tell y'all niggas somethin' 

One thing, let me tell y'all niggas somethin' 

I don't give a, flyin fuck about 

None of y'all niggas out here 

None of why'all niggaz out here 

'Cause you ain't, none of my motherfuckin comrades 

I don't give a, flyin fuck, what? 

You want it? bring it son, bring it son 

Bring it, yo, check it on out 

[ndira - talking over islord above] 

Bobby, como puede ser que me jodistes? 

Hijo de puta 

? el coño de mi, maricon 

why nunca me llamas, roberto 

You treat me like an analog ho 

[islord] 

Yo, lyrically, i got all why'all niggaz under my wing 

Cause i bring terror throughout this rap era 

Like them muslim cats, who don't give a fuck 

About blowin this rock, off the map 

Where mayor guiliani rest at, so let me get that 

Microphone up off of you, cause it's 

Definitely not meant for you to have it in your palm 

To try to rock the crowd 

Puttin it all on to stay calm 

You waited for the god islord to drop the bomb 

And swarm the stage about a hundred fat 

With lyrical material that's all that 

Like a two point five carat clustered jew-el 

Rock like patti la-belle 

Cause everything is real kid, you dead up 

Dissect the true kids gettin set up 

For a car/jeep heist, it ain't nice 

As we ran up in the crib and stuck the kid 

And smacked the wife, cause she, had on two chains 

With a tray full of ice in em 

But that's how it goes down 

When you livin in the cold world 

[timbo king] cold world, what? 

[ndira] todo lo que a ti te gustas es music pa' lo puta 

[timbo king] 

Yo, i spit flames thermonuclear type 

Ignite mics, blow up u.s.a. satellites 

Insane unabomber, my whole fam lace golden armor 

Royal calmer, black queen black madonna 

The missing link be the big lips on the sphinx 

Intelligent instincts 

I say knowledge is the foundation 

When i move in the l's formation, against hell's nation 

Bobby digital cybertech test microcheck 

High bi-as, record the levels 

Anti for devils.. anti for devils 

[ndira] 

Bobby, como puede ser que me jodistes? 

Hijo de puta 

? el coño de mi, maricon 

why nunca me llamas 

Me tratas like an analog ho, roberto 

Nadie te importa, cariño 

I want to be digital bobby 

Bobby digital 

Rza me advertio de bobby 

Bobby digital 

[bobby digital] 

All you analog cats from weak tracks, and weak raps 

And weak video clips and weak stacks 

Beatin bitches with weak lawyers, and weak acts 

And weak staffs, born life couldn't copyright 

With weak math, come get a dose, of the strong 

Coconuts splittin, all you chocolate deluxe butter alms 

French buttercups, probably want to see bobby in handcuffs 

With the toes in my mouth 

Stand up or rape me, rotate auto-locate me 

In the center solar 

Corner block hip-hop now expand to the polar 

Fuzzy low short frequency 

Circuit breakers, try to take 

Us on illusionary rides to the future 

Polygram graphic rap actors, flash ya 

Cash and jewelry like bus passes 

That's why your ass got stuck up 

So wake the fuck up or get smoked 

Analog rhymes hoes are like groupies we fucked 

Took for derelict, sales are too soupy 

Better get the bobby digital movie! 

[ghostface killah] 

Tarantula, that groove season 

Newlywed of rap, which g you believe in? 

Rally back, twist a half a man arm off 

Late night, nearly happy standoff 

How boldly blinded by bobby crossthievin van diva 

Lever 2000 mic talk 

Might bolt to match, pinch me in the eve 

Carved perfectly from god 

Manufactured through the eye, came puma dash 

I snares dumar, nicolas, half a face, cage 

Half a coke dutch sprinkle sage 

Bounce to huey crib yo and got laid 

Straight off the ground why'all word up 

.. bad bitch 

[jamie sommers] 

Yo, yo 

Yo my tapdance sword splash 

Yo.. my nigga dix'll leave you whiplashed, feel the cash 

Pussy worth a key a stash, bloodbath 

Hard to walk the righteous path 

Flavor for life into death 

This berry tart your ginger 

Ooh she mad tender, analog surrender 

Off my motherfuckin splendor, jamie sommers pussy bionic 

Super-sonic, splash you with the wu-wear garments 

For the nine fuckin nine, motherfuckers