Can't Loose Lyrics - Digital Bullet - Rza

[man singing continuously] 

"can't lose..." 

[RZA] 

What, What 

Four Shellies 

What, What, What 

Four shellies rip through his belly 

Blast him right outside of Mike's deli 

Dip to the tele 

Call my bird up on the celle 

Bobby what Bobby lust I walk strange 

And talk strange 

Long range sniper aims 

Swiss cheese your brain 

I don't sleep 

And don't eat meat 

Rest twice a week 

Speak without moving my lips 

Got fifty pairs of sneaks 

Fingerprint proof rubber grips 

Hollow tip clips 

Eight ounce sip bud nips 

We crack private do chips 

And clock a bird off the block 

Straight away from a flock 

Just caught me at the bus stop 

Twist the Snapple top 

Off, pierced her breast 

Kept her hair processed 

No panties underneath the dress 

Wally ankle bracelet 

Polo frames 

Her shades had no name 

Popocane 

I slowed my game 

Thick gold chains 

Make your eyes flame 

Up against the Bodega gate 

She stay straight 

Perfect figure eight 

Shape, couldn't wait 

To bust her grape 

With the applehead 

Legs spread open 

Invincible body armor 

My scarlet blade will slice the leg 

From the Shaolin llama 

Cause I...["can't lose"] 

Cause I...["can't lose"] 

(Yo) Cause I...["can't lose] 

[Beretta Nine] 

Yo, 2001summer heat 

Icy hot, play the street 

Twelve month, seven day a week 

Cat in eye, we hit 

Blunts hard 

Fuck birds hard 

Bitch slap retards 

Quick fast 

Wind up in mass 

Body cast, its like 

Don't start shit 

Won't be shit 

Allah quick to spot shit 

Smash hit 

You know the name kid 

Don't splash it 

Pop a joint and blast it 

The shit sound 

Hype in your whip 

Make you take the car and crash it 

Megagraphical 

Always speak actual 

Only deal with natural 

One hundred percent 

Five percent 

Militant in aim 

With the intent 

Beretta Nine, blast mine 

On some empty the clip