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RZA lyrics : "On Tha Ground"

[?: x2]"Down here on the ground"

[Diaz]

This is not those two DJ's, not Touch, not Wop
Not that skinny (*##$ Cameron although she's hot
Not those brothers Tony, wanted to pop me in that movie

Now I'ma claim that name, Diaz, y'all can sue me
Any beat given to me, %#@!, I'll close it down
In and out the booth, hot like we supposed to sound

Now who holds the crown? Yo let's split it four ways
I'm always, gonna be Spain and Norway


[Petter (RZA)]
Slicka upp sparka ner dessa katter blir fler
för dessa snubbars problem

jag silar snacket på scen
det är vad dom säger när jag har gått
vad dom skriver på sitt nät

hur jag lät, hur jag var
vad jag sa, var jag bra
var jag keff, var jag deff

Var jag aight, var jag tight
var jag nice, var jag bajs
var jag ingenting alls

var jag kung, var jag tung
($#&@ that %#@!)
om du inte diggar min stil man

(^!$$%, $#&@ that %#@!)

[RZA]

Don't $#&@ with my money, son, don't $#&@ with my (*##$
Don't $#&@ with my lab and don't $#&@ with my whip
Don't $#&@ with my jewels, my weed or my dip

Or I might get the glock, son, and $#&@ with this clip
Blast off the Remingtons, steel shots got you tremblin'
Runnin' so fast you lost the tree off the Timberland's

Flamed from the heat I squeeze, feel the adrenaline
And we could bust shots like we cowboys and Indians


[Feven]
Yo
Let the world witness some real %#@! 'bout to go down

RZA program, N.Y. mixed with Europe sound
When it's laid, history already made
We broke gates across waters, across lands, across borders

Remember my name F-to the E-V-E-N
Tell ya crew, tell ya school, tell ya next to kin
In act two, this is my chance to blast thru

And my crew G-F-X, yeah remember that too

[?: x4] "Down here on the ground"


[RZA]
^!$$%-^!$$%-^!$$% what?

Down here on the ground, we $#&@ ^!$$%z up
We break %#@! down, yo look


The God Rzarec' is known breakin' Gucci specs
Magnetic attraction to wizzes keep their coochie wet
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, I'm a super-nova

Controller of the lunar and polar, German luger holders
Best to back the $#&@ up, my mag buckin' up
The slugs could stop Mack trucks so don't act up

Fatal guillotine carrier blast like the space harrier
Sip of the blackberry, Berry I might marry ya


[Diaz]
There's a lot of %#@! that separates y'all from me
I'm in touch with the streets, they reply to me

If I'm needed by my people there's no why in me
A real fighter, maybe there's a young Sly in me
I'm like that Spanish Rocky, attitude a bit @@#!y

Me around ya girl, y'all could guess where that @@#! be
Well it's not in my pants, not in my hands
Y'all could look at it like, I make her hot in advance


[Petter]
Jag ser ett finger I ett publikhav
vi tar till publikhat
det är alltid likadant, hör ditt prat I publikhav

jag klarar mig själv
fixar mitt %#@! själv
slashar mitt %#@! väl
drar in cash varje kväll
ständigt aktuell 100 decibel, debil, ikväll

gå på scen I ett svart klädesställ
jag är som en grogg utan virke, bara ren jävla stil
jag är som en hundra formel ett, fast I en jävla bil

[Feven]

Let me bring more, spit more, kick more %#@!
I'ma hit more, stick more than Clark on Dick
I'm a bit more sharper than Bronco whips
You talkin' this, don't underspeed the Miss that's killin' this


[?: x6] "Down here on the ground"

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