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RZA lyrics : "Kiss Of A Black Widow (featuring Ol' Dirty Bastard)"

[Ol' Dirty !@&! (RZA)]
Let me tell y'all all something mother$#&@ers
(Oh you complaining about that man?)

Yeah them mother$#&@ers belong to us
Straight up, tell all ya'll mother$#&@ing hoes
Ya'll mother$#&@ers know what's the $#&@ing time

You think we don't love you mother$#&@ers?
Run in to the mother$#&@ing courts with all that bull%#@! mother!@*@a
I'm letting all ya'll mother$#&@ers know,

I'm getting tired a that %#@!
You mother$#&@ing triple breed mother$#&@ers
(*##$es we love you mother$#&@a


Verse 1: RZA (Hoe)


Bobby Digi, Bob Digital %#@! is critical
Laid the $#&@ up inside the hospital
It's a riddle of a sphinx (*##$ had me jinx wid hijinx

Cuban linx snatched from my neck
It was the sex,
This 12 ounce bottle of bex had me drunk

One night laid up wit the Ol' Dirt and ten bags of skunk
Just met this hoe last month
Lookin' like a Benz with a woofer in the trunk

I pushed up like a push-up stick
One hand up near my cheek the other hand was holdin' my dick
I said "Power equal.. Boo!"

RZA people I be Bobby D-I-G-I too
(Is that right?) Word, and exact
Girl you got a smile that a make a ^!$$% heart crack

(For real?) Word to grill like a thousand dollar bill
Close your eyes count to three and click you heels
And we could end up at my place face to face

Butt-naked I'll invade your inner space
*Sniff* Straight up boo,
Damn I can taste it!

One drop of sperm the God wouldn't waste it
Over the quilt,
I rather put it inside you so your breast be filled with milk

And we could lay up,
And I could squeeze until it tilts
My house built on stilts is bangin' like the Hilton

Look how you feelin' gimme some feeback boo cause I need that
(Look Bobby where's the beer and the weed at?)
Look girl %#@! I got more than a little

She set me up for the kiss of the black widow

Verse 2: O.D.B


You couldn't get a flick of the hype outfit
Cause the way that I'ma dress this style is mad wild

Enough to make a crowd of women scream Oww!
Whether at a party or just in bed
Or thoughts of Ason (*##$ keep that in your head

My beats are funky my rhymes are spunky
Sometimes I say well mother$#&@a what's the recipe
I don't know I ask my ma she don't know

Go ask ya poppa....
It's all about me in the place to be
^!$$% you all that uhhh....

Mother$#&@a that %#@! is due it's mad
Mother$#&@ing game and it's a God-damn shame
How many mother$#&@as wanna know this name, Ason

Yo I LOCK ON pass the break!
Shake and motivate, stimulate


[RZA]
By this ways that you dying you have in your clutch
Fall in love like a drug

Call out into her love flood
$#&@ her so much dunn you'll only bust blood
Caught inside the scud-missle grip like tissue

.....Now I'm laid up inside the hospital
Bobby Digital's on critical
Cause the !@*^s is drained


Huh huh
Nah I ain't doing it right, right?
Huh

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