Terrorist Lyrics by RZA

Terrorist Lyrics

    Bobby!! bobby bobby bobby, word up digital, digital
    Terrorist shit, terrorist shit, come and get a hold of it
    Tune of the black knight, killarm, killarm, killarm

    [dom pachino/p.r. terrorist]
    Contemplate on how to run this shit
    Universally forever runnin
    Reflect shots off my wall, (new shit) split your nugget
    Thoughts too rugged, extortinate cream from off the budget
    Refugees of the terrorist, fans, they fuckin love it
    Insurance can't cover it, maximum is a minimum
    Niggas, they try to dub it, yo
    It's the hottest shit on the streets since summer '86
    My prefix, like a remix, throw wind bricks
    Try and dub the shit is accurate
    Come for your head, it's immaculate conception
    When my rep is, bustin shots
    Niggas tryin to discuss my business around the neighborhood

    [dr. doom]
    Yo, switch blade grenade rhyme flows, buck niggas like wild rhinos
    Up in these killin fields you bound to die slow
    Your style staggers like a drunken whino
    That's why there's no hope to defeat a black knight
    That's like tryin to walk a type rope
    Switch blade grenade rhyme flows, buck niggas like wild rhinos
    Up in these killin field you bound to die slow
    Your style staggers like a drunken whino
    That's why there's no hope to defeat a black knight
    That's like tryin to walk a type rope, wit no feet
    Mercenary team, streets of concrete
    Sasquash dump a nigga ass on wide friday
    Invincible, doctor destruct thought
    My lyrics ran ward like lebanon are troops, a desert storm
    It be on son, compton is the city where i come from
    Act dumb if you want to and catch a hot one
    It's that real, knuckle up, lace your boots tight
    Don't give a fuck cuz every night is our night

    [killa sin]
    Rap bygones, smash pit, fire outta cons
    Fuck bygones, rely on islam and my pythons
    Squeeze off long diss, window pitch, control of this
    Gun pack recover my wrist, blast from this
    Have these fake fucks cursin my name
    Knowin damn well i'm hurting the same
    What part of the game you playin, get insane
    Yo three months ago we was on, fall is short now
    Chasin the don, your money ain't long
    Faggot fuck, bag em up, stick him in the back of my truck
    Strip em and smack him up for actin up
    He's slithering, hit him in the ribs again
    Broke the code of honor that we livin in
    Could lead to the whole click, dismember when
    Never that, killarm roll strong
    Even though you born, watch the crew but still hold on
    I love you when that drink, you probably told me who bust you
    Should of payed attention but i slept so for that
    I gotta dust two, devils off, headed off, all that
    Fuck it, blow trial stat, law and order cat gotta serve justice
    What, fuck this, adjust, get your musket, and bust quick word up

    [holocaust]
    Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, these-[cut off]

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