Songtexte

Come on, come on, come on Once upon a time, there was a hip-hop b-boy warrior Whose body was possessed by two egos One very hedonistic and narcissistic But operated at a high level of fantastic scientific expressions He mastered electronic and atomic gadgets Sporadic lyrical acrobatics Transposing himself into a multi rare persona Known as Bobby Digital, digital, digital, digital, digital... On the other end of the spectrum Was the ego composed of righteousness, mindfulness Super logical, Shaolin philosophical He sought to acknowledge himself in a perfecting artist expression Stressing lyrical content should be laced with lessons They called him The RZA, RZA, RZA, RZA, RZA, RZA... Come on, come on Both egos have a Kindred enemy The weak wack micro-bots watered-down hip-hop bots Who wanted to control the airwaves And make mental slaves of the hip-hop generations After laying the foundation to awaken the hip-hop generations Both egos went into creative hibernation During the hibernation period The microdots and bots have rose to the top, and they need to be stopped So super-producer DJ Scratch sat in his laboratory Building tracks to inspire their energy To return them back to the hip-hop habitat (come on, come on) But only one ego will be able to inhabit the biochemical body of the Abbot Thus, the warriors now must face each other In order to maintain in this domain This is Bobby Digital versus The RZA, RZA, RZA, RZA, RZA, RZA...
Writer(s): Trevor Smith, George L Spivey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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