Domestic Violence Lyrics by RZA

Domestic Violence Lyrics


    [girl]
    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 shit
    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, your whips ain't shit
    Bobby, you ain't shit, nigga i'm the shit
    You 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 shit
    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, your whips ain't shit
    Nigga, i'm the shit...

    [rza] (girl)
    What 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 motherfucker)
    You 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 (???), bitch
    You don't read to the seeds
    All you do is watch tv and smoke weed
    Get your nails done and feet, scrub the hairweave
    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 more!
    Spending 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 shool first!
    When 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 hoe
    Celluloid 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 bottle
    And 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 hollow
    Turn your fat ass sideways
    Your stressmarks are like the us 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
    Bet that baby we fuck for two and a half hours or three
    You'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 shit

    [rza] [girl]
    But fuck it, yo
    Let me get this fucking phone
    Yeah, get the motherfucking phone
    Quit motherfuckers in our fucking
    Business. end the fuck, or i'll pull
    The motherfucking chord out of the
    Man, fuck that motherfucking socket.
    Yo god, this bitch is bugging i'm sick of this shit motherfucker
    Get the fuck out, i'm throwing
    All the shit on the motherfucking
    Terrace, right now. i'm sick of
    I'm on the phone! this shit, you and you shit out the
    I'm on the phone! motherfucking closet right now. my
    Well fuck you! name's on the motherfucking (???) too
    Bitch, get the fuck out my nigga, i don't give a fuck, fuck that
    House man shit, you get the fuck out my lab, all
    These motherfuckers sleeping in the
    Fucking living room. my seeds run into
    These motherfuckers, these niggaz are
    Yo, hey hewey, hey hewey in their dirty motherfucking socks and
    Fuck you, yo god, my bitch... shit. fucking dirty toilet seats and
    This bitch is stupid man shit. my seeds gotta sit on this shit.
    Get these motherfuckers out this
    Give this fucking crab ass motherfucking lab now. get the fuck
    Girl the gas yo out. every lat one of y'all mother-
    You's a hoe bitch! fuckers. get the fuck out my lab.
    Come on you's a hoe!
    You'se a hoe motherfucker don't make me pick up
    You'se a hoe this bottle. don't make me pick up
    You'se a hoe this motherfucking bottle.
    You'se a hoe
    Hoe! hoe!
    Hoe! hoe! bastard! bastard!
    Hoe! hoe! bastard!
    Fuck you!
    Hoe! you fucking bastard!
    Hoe! bastard! bastard!
    Fuck you
    Yo, yo, dunn, yo, yo, god
    Bastard! bastard! bastard!
    She's stupid dunn you're fucking dirty dick nigga
    Yeah you're fucking stupid nigga
    You're fucking stupid
    You're fucking stupid
    We'll be back son now that's right, tell that
    We'll be back motherfucker to call you back
    'cause you ain't going to steal
    This motherfucking phone

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