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O Day Lyrics - Digi Snacks - Rza

Hip hop is all about havin fun, yo, yo 

 

Sword still swing like Kenobi, ya'll cowards know me 

With the strength of Samson, you still couldn't hold me 

I got the rock stone from David's slingshot 

Who could master the wisdom to which Rakeem got? 

 

Watch for the cops, third eye like the Cyclops 

Red from the chronic, don't need no eye drops 

Swingin white tops on the block till 4 o'clock then hit IHOP's 

Fiends in line like I Robot 

 

Take a hit and transform like the GoBots 

Tell my uncle that I know what he know not 

Bank like Agent Cody, on the hunt like rapin coyotes 

Wild like forty Mexicans sippin' on Peyote 

 

In an all black Toyota, W's on the grill, steerin wheel and the motor 

Out to get the mills till I'm paid like Bob DeNiro 

With seven prime numbers that's followed by God zero's 

MC epitome, but these ducka sucka muthafuckas tryin to get rid of me 

 

But if you decipher my lyrics, truthfully and not critically 

You'll see I influence the world mentally as well as physically 

Emotionally, promotionally, devotionally, socially 

Speak the truth, and tell you how it's supposed to be 

 

Zig Zag Zilla came, where's up the hilla man? 

Rewind that shit 

 

Sword still swing like Kenobi, ya'll cowards know me 

With the strength of Samson, you still couldn't hold me 

I got the rock stone from David's slingshot 

Who could master the wisdom to which Rakeem got? 

 

Watch for the cops, my third eye like the Cyclops 

Red from the chronic, I don't need no eye drops 

Swingin white tops on the block til 4 o'clock then hit IHOP's 

Fiends in line like I Robot 

 

Take a hit and transform like the GoBots 

Tell my uncle that I know what he know not 

Bank like Agent Cody, on the hunt like rapin coyotes 

Wild like forty Mexicans sippin' on Peyote 

 

In an all black Toyota, W's on the grill, wheel and the motor 

Headin to North Dakota 

With the cocaine plus the bakin soda 

MC epitome but these savages tryin to get rid of me 

 

If you decipher my words, truthfully not critically 

You'll see I influence the world mentally as well as physically 

Emotionally, promotionally, devotionally, socially 

Nigga, I tell you how it's supposed to be 

 

Zig Zag Zilla came, where's up the hilla, man? 

Y'all cowards know me 

 

D for digital, I, irresistible 

G be graphical, I, immeasurable 

T come technical, A, analytical 

L be that lyrical, who? Bobby Digital 

 

D for digital, I, irresistible 

G be graphical, I, incredible 

T for technical, A, analytical 

L for lyrical, who? Bobby Digital 

 

Yeah, we gon' take it back RZA 

Who the fuck stepped on the wire? 

You stupid mutha 

 

So you thought you was goin to escape, didn't you? 

You thought you could escape? 

Aiyo, let the wolves in 

Aiyo son, aiyo G, yo, let the wolves in 

 

All the niggas in the back 

All the wolves in the back come up front 

We gon' get savage real quick 

Fuck that 

 

Aiyo, hold on, hold on, hold on, nigga 

Man, get the fuck off my feet, man 

What the fuck wrong with you, nigga 

I'm tryin to do my shit 

 

Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, Happy New Year, nigga 

Merry Christmas, it's July 

So the mad scientist continued to drink the Digital Elixir 

Fightin with the good and evil inside himself 

 

Tryin to be Bobby, tryin to be RZA 

Tryin to be one, tryin to be real 

Tryin to be unreal 

Tryin to be super real, nigga 

 

Rest in peace to the ODB 

Greatest MC of all time, greatest performer 

One of the greatest performers of all times 

Aiyo, O, yo, O, happy birthday, nigga 

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