Unspoken Word Lyrics - Rza As Bobby Digital In Stereo - Rza

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, NARC's radar 

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 

My team is a magazine of M-16's 

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 

We blowin smoke creatin Scooby Doo fogs 

Escape cell block eight's my tape on the rocks 

Sean Connery, calmly bombin MC's, who stuck on my phenomenon 

Word up, no hurry up, for the merrier 

You worry Duck, you get touched by the razor cut 

You feel the flurry huh, don't worry yo 

You get cut by the razor, yo, yo, yo yo 

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? Ruler Z, Arm Leg Leg Arm Head 

B.O.B.B.Y. 

You don't qualify 

You don't have supply 

It's a natural high 

Chorus 

It's Bobby Digital, word you can't ridicule 

We see a snake in the garden, we get rid of you 

(Bobby you be on that bullshit) ALL THE TIME 

(With them big words and shit) I FREE Y'ALL NIGGAZ MINDS 

(What the fuck you think you are some king or somethin 

Motherfucker you ain't shit, high profilin) 

Yo, yo, my enemies of the Killa Bee Clan's founds their peers 

Buried for a thousand years, or drowned in tears 

My unpredictable lyrics straight, and spine tingling 

like slime from a baby's mouth, bitch niggaz you be lingerin 

Bobby bobs panties from bitches with big asses 

(Bobby you be buggin!) 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 

Fuck the bloodshed, you be leakin your soul 

Physical mental emotion we will control 

Infinite darts I apply to your back, like horse brandin 

I clear a thousand men with a jaw of an assbone, black Samson 

Chorus 

It's Bobby Digital, word you can't ridicule 

See a snake in the garden, we get rid of you 

Slimy savages, against the Digital 

Fuck you Analog, the shit is critical 

Chorus 

Bobby Digital, word you can't ridicule 

See a snake in the garden, we get rid of you 

You slimy savages, shit is gettin critical 

Fuck you Analog niggaz we be Digital 

Bobby Digital 

Word up fuck that (Bobby Digital!)