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Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
You ain't shit, your daddy ain't shit
Your brother ain't shit, your money ain't shit
Your lab ain't shit, your rings ain't shit
Your gear ain't shit, your jewels ain't shit
Your kicks ain't shit, nigga, your whips ain't shit
Bobby, you ain't shit, nigga, I'm the shitYou ain't shit, your daddy ain't shit
Your brother ain't shit, your money ain't shit
Your lab ain't shit, your rings ain't shit
Your gear ain't shit, your jewels ain't shit
Your kicks ain't shit, your whips ain't shit

Bobby, you ain't shit, nigga, I'm the shitYou ain't shit, your daddy ain't shit
Your brother ain't shit, your money ain't shit
Your lab ain't shit, Bobby, you ain't shit
Your rings ain't shit, your gear ain't shit
Your jewels ain't shit, your kicks ain't shit
Your whips ain't shit, nigga, I'm the shitYou ain't shit, your daddy ain't shit
Your brother ain't shit, your money ain't shit
Your lab ain't shit, your rings ain't shit
Your gear ain't shit, your jewels ain't shit
Your kicks ain't shit, your whips ain't shit
Nigga, I'm the shitWhat the fuck y'all birds talking about?
Get the fuck out my house
'Fore I grab you by your hair and slap dick to your mouth
Bob Digi, yeah you know who is he
Girl, I fucking slave trade your ass like kizzy kinte
But wait, fuck you, motherfuckerYou wish you could fuck
Bitch, all you can do is dick suck
Your ass can't fuck, that's why your wife left your monkey ass
(Fuck that)You don't cook, you don't clean or press my jeans
You don't scrub or wash clothes
Or buy food for making [Incomprehensible], bitch
You don't read to the seeds
All you do is watch TV and smoke weedGet your nails done and feet, scrub the hair weave
Sleep all day, eat, gain weight, can't breathe
Talking about you're going to leave?
Then bitch leave, what the fuck you're waiting for?
Hit the door, I ain't taking this shit no moreSpending all my cream on Gucci, Phillies and coach
Before you moved to my lab, bitch, I ain't never seen a roach
Stains on my carpet, bathroom's more like a fish market
Take all the space in my closet, where the fuck's your logic?Disrespecting my old earth, aborted my child birth
And every day I catch my credit card inside your purse
You can't speak a sentence without a curse
Talking 'bout you're going to be a nurse
Bitch, to be a nurse you got to go to school firstWhen I first met you, you was a hoe
I tried to reform you, bomb you, warn you and teach you
But couldn't reach you and you're still a hoe
Your father said you was a hoe
And when you leave me, bitch you're gonna be a hoeCelluloid and gargoyle feet, I'd rather beat my meat
That raggy ass pussy a starving dog wouldn't eat
Started with the body of a model
Pussy tight as a pharmaceutical bottleAnd you could swallow a whole avocado
And two forty ounce bottles
To the end of the world, which to I would follow
Now, when I fuck you, the shit echos
'Cause you pussy is so hollowTurn your fat ass sideways
Your stress marks were like the U.S. highways
Fuck a new nigga every Friday
Talking 'bout bust a nut, bitch, I'll bust yo guts
(You come so quick, nigga)Wonder why I come so quick?
With that wide ass pussy and soggy tits?
I'm trying to get the shit over with and go to sleep
But when I'm with my real freak on the weekend
Baby, we fuck for two and a half hours to threeYou'd better study the 1 0 40 knowledge culture degree
About M G T and G C C'Cause you ain't shit and your mother ain't shit
And your sister ain't shit and your pussy ain't shit
That weave ain't shit, your ass ain't shit
Girl, you ain't shit, your daddy ain't shitBut fuck it, yo
Let me get this fucking phone
Yeah, get the motherfucking phone
Quit motherfuckers in our fucking businessEnd the fuck or I'll pull the motherfucking chord
Out the motherfucking socket
I'm sick of this shit, motherfucker, get the fuck out
I'm throwing all the shit on the motherfucking terrace, right nowI'm sick of this shit, you and you shit out the fucking closet
My name came on the fucking [Incomprehensible] too, nigga
I don't give a fuck, fuck that shit, you get the fuck out my lab
All these motherfuckers sleeping in the fucking living room
My seeds run into these motherfuckersThese niggaz are in their dirty, motherfucking socks and shit
Fucking dirty toilet seats and shit, my seeds gotta sit on this shit
Get these motherfuckers out this motherfucking lab now
Get the fuck out, every last one of y'all motherfuckers
Get the fuck out my labMotherfucker, don't make me pick up this bottle
Don't make me pick up this motherfucking bottle
Bastard, bastard, bastard
Fuck you, bastard, bastard, bastardBastard, bastard, bastard
You're fucking dirty dick, nigga
Yeah, you're fucking stupid, nigga
You're fucking stupid
You're fucking stupidNow, that's right, tell that motherfucker to call you back
'Cause you ain't going to steal this motherfucking phone

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Rza

Robert Fitzgerald Diggs, better known by his stage name RZA (pronounced /ˈrɪzə/; born July 5, 1969), is an American Grammy winning music producer, author, rapper, and occasional actor, director, and screenwriter. A prominent figure in hip hop music, he is the de facto leader of the Wu-Tang Clan. He has produced almost all of Wu-Tang Clan's albums as well as many Wu-Tang solo and affiliate projects. He subsequently gained attention for his work scoring and acting in films.

He has also released solo albums under the alter-ego Bobby Digital. In addition to the Wu-Tang Clan and his solo releases, RZA was also a founding member of the rap group Gravediggaz where he used the name The Rzarector.

He has made cameos in several movies including Coffee and Cigarettes, American Gangster, Gospel Hill, Life Is Hot in Cracktown, Ghost Dog, Funny People, Repo Men. About.com named him 3rd on their list of best hip hop producers of all time

Born in Brownsville, Brooklyn, New York, RZA spent time in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania as a child, where his father had a convenience store in the Hill District.[1] A young RZA also spent many years living in North Carolina with his uncle. RZA began his hip hop career in the late 1980s and early 1990s as a member of the trio Force of the Imperial Master (which subsequently became known as the All in Together Now Crew after they had a successful underground single of that name). The group consisted of future Wu-Tang members and his cousins GZA (then known as the Genius) and Ol' Dirty Bastard (then known as Ason Unique, the Specialist, and the Professor).

Once this local band dissolved, both he and the GZA attempted to kick start solo careers. With the help of GZA's friend (then owner of Jamaica Records) they both secured single deals with album options at successful labels, GZA going to Cold Chillin and RZA to Tommy Boy. GZA ultimately released the Words from the Genius album, but RZA's stint at Tommy Boy ended with only the EP Ooh I Love You Rakeem to show for it when he went to jail soon after its release. GZA's album flopped, and the two cousins became determined to conquer the hip hop industry on their own terms. Throughout most of his youth he enjoyed watching various kung-fu movies and purchasing countless albums which he would later sample in most of his music


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