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RZA f/ Dexter Wiggles - Текст песни Booby Trap
[Intro: RZA]
 Hahaha, Digi, yo, yo
 [RZA]
 When I was young, I slept with a battery on my tongue
 So when I spit, the impact with the sting of a stun gun
 At full blast, rock your cradle, fatal razorblades graze you
 Split you open, stitch you back wit a staple
 I'm football head, I put your head
 Into a brook, all four, your momma wouldn't look at ya'll
 Gold from the Panama canal, Alabama gam'
 Got me laid up, on my nuts like kapow
 B-O-B-Boy's fast as Bruce Leroy
 Meet the rap Galactus, blow planets off his axis
 My glock is plastic, my dick *sniff* is magic
 Stretch up the Power U like Mr. Fantastic
 [Chorus: Dexter Wiggles]
 Stop, it's a booby trap
 Wouldn't you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?
 Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap
 [RZA]
 Yo, when it comes to this mic device, you get ate
 Like the gingerbread man try'nna cross the lake
 Or the Winchester, call my white son, Lester Poindexter
 Tell 'em bring back the black mack, strapped with two extra
 Clips, where's the natural, words inside the apple
 Pot holes in the street, it cracks the Jeep axle
 Shrivel your heart to a raisin, shorty star gazing
 Yeah, he got steeper than dunce, once he start blazing bluntsRZA f/ Dexter Wiggles - Booby Trap - http://ru.motolyrics.com/rza-f-dexter-wiggles/booby-trap-lyrics.html
 Beef, and get drown in Hunt's
 Your flame get toast, your best bet to punt
 I lounge like a hungry jaguar, into agua
 Trying to catch a fish that multiply like the magua
 Pocket fat be Jabba the Hutt, Clan gallops up
 Feel the Force of my steel, but you can't count the caliber
 Digi, Digi, Digi, all inside your city
 Microphone on the roam, like Capone and Frank Nitty
[Chorus 2X]
 [RZA]
 I don't got a taste for blood or flesh skin
 My mind, like Professor X from the X-Men
 One line, cause MC's to write their albums down
 Devils only come amongst you, if you allow them now
 Do to trading, they infiltrate with persuasion
 That desire to rob and steel and make slaves of all
 Living luxury, destructively, conductively
 Improper nature, privately and publicly
 Man so stupid when confronted by something he don't
 Understand, he shoot it, the whole world's polluted
 My earth gave birth to a universal, change us
 Scribes reflect the child born in the Bethlehem manger
 Devils try to steal me of my intellect, rob me of my culture
 Like they white washing sculptures
 Like they snatching down my posters
 But it's been caught through the eyes of Minolta
[Chorus 2X]















