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Up Again RZA a whip So we can take long trips, just me and the kids I'm up again, I never let you down Nothings ever gonna stop me now I'm up from the gwop, don't gotta hide from the cops Plus homey's got a spot, they N.Y.C. Everything RZA Potato Head or Ida Deep-fried crinkle cut; one nickel-cup fucked your whole LP up You must be stupid, you liar I'm the purifier, live wire, hip-hop reviver A suicide mission you're committin' Go against Terrorist RZA 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. Samurai Showdown RZA The RZA Yo, it's a samurai showdown Samurai showdown... (Aight, A.T.M.) How dare you challenge me? Protect Ya Neck RZA I wanna hear that Wu-Tang joint Wu-Tang again? Ahh yeah, again and again! Ice Cream RZA Chorus: Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts French-vanilla, butter-pecan, chocolate-deluxe Even caramel sundaes is gettin touched And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up Airwaves RZA We interrupt your program to bring you *alot of static* This is a Wu Tang Killa Bee exclusive blast *echoing* Wake up wake up wake up Wu tang Wu Tang Wu tang Wu Tang Wu tang Wu Tang.... You Can't Stop Me Now RZA [Intro: RZA] Round up, round up, round up, round up Round up, round up, round up, round up [Chorus: The Whatnauts] No matter how hard you try, you can't stop me now No matter how hard you try, you can't Creep RZA ' Black Christmas, be all in your crib with my killas calling Even if you ain't street, then we creepin', it ain't no secret Delete you with big toast, that roast you when it heat ya Off whiskey, pop up Straight Up The Block RZA Crib in Paris, France, plus in Maryland In Baltimore, I bought the cabstand Up in Burbank, the crib, I smiled at Hillary Bless the valley with the hundred dollar chivalry Got the UFC Bodog on my catalog Kiss Of A Black Widow RZA featuring Ol' Dirty Bastard [Ol' Dirty Bastard (RZA)] Let me tell ya'll hol something motherfuckers (Oh you complaining about that man?) Fatal RZA Must wait for the signal ahhhh your life damenishes Sing like the scorpian Strike with the force of ten My blood is going to revatilize the corpse of men And the last thing the sayed theyd never walk again Drama RZA [Intro: RZA] I wanna dedicate this song to the young god, Kareem The Genius... Digi... Wherever I Go RZA on you, start hittin' your peeps Nigga, we ain't playin, our mission's discreet I'm clippin' your peeps, have you missin' for weeks To let you know we ain't playin' [RZA] Olive oil and fried tomatoes The Chase RZA My four hundred horsepower truck High speed with the Ironman CD turned all the way up Shots fired in back of me, they practically hit my tire Though I smell smoke, I hope my engine ain't on fire Pulled Daily Routine RZA featuring Baretta Nine Intro: [Bobby (Baretta)] *Word Up! C.R.E.A.M. RZA I grew up on the crime side the New York Times side Staying alive was no jive At second hands moms bounced on old men So then we moved to Shaolin land A young youth yo rockin the gold tooth 'Lo Put Your Guns Down RZA [RZA] Niggas never grow up, some drink til they throw up Some sniff that cocaine til they fucking brains blow up Grass junkies, drunk on that Brass Monkey Walk around wit the brain of a Crash Dummie How Love Is Digi / Part II RZA [Chorus: Thea] Your love so Digi, ahh You make me dizzy, ahh Your love so Digi, ahh Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh [RZA] Yo, heart pounding, chart bounded God astounded, well rounded Lost and founded, stay surrounded Holocaust (Silkworm) RZA Circle thieves like vultures in deserts rest on a cactus Got oscar nominee MC's stuck to my hatchet Drastic, indescribable pain, I injure bars While, Bobby's throwin razor CD's like ninja stars [Rza Booby Trap RZA [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 Project Talk RZA featuring Beretta 9 [RZA/Bobby Digital (Beretta 9)] yo what up dunn (yo yo yo) aiyyo peace yo what up dunn (word just watching the studio got all the word on the street) what you was outside Ode To Oren Ishii RZA Ode To Oren Ishii - RZA Ay yo I wanna dedicate this song right here to Oren Ishii Half Chinese, Half Japanesie, Half American And yo Ode to Ishii A fear it of perfection She got the sinister cat eyes Fuck What You Think RZA strange in the black reign smokin chimneys Phat cappadonna tape stuck inside my benzi The blue coats is comin, the red coats is comin The fed coats is comin, the wet heads is comin I heard to dirt was up B.O.B.B.Y. RZA Bobby Yo, yo, RZA Bobby Yo, yo, RZA Bobby B-Bobby, yo Hit the bodega for a 40 ounce son, Garcia Vega Two bags of chips, and one pack of Now & Laters Flame tucked down to my nuts, on my last buck Only thing O Day RZA [Intro: RZA] Hip hop is all about having fun, yo, yo [RZA] Sword still swing like Kenobi, ya'll cowards know me Wit the strength of Samson, you still couldn't hold me I got the rock stone from David's Hidden Track RZA [Intro: RZA] This mic is scared of me, son It's like I'm gonna rape it Ason in my heart... Unspoken Word RZA Digital, keyboard clogged bitch you analog We blowin smoke creatin Scooby Doo fogs Escape cell block eight's my tape on the rocks Sean Connery, calmly bombin MC's, who stuck on my phenomenon Word up Long Time Coming RZA Days, days are turning to nights now They said... they said I'd be okay But when I hear those church bells ringing I begin to pray for today might be my dying day [RZA] The great mind, surpass space and Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuthing to F' Wit RZA Intro: RZA [Tiger style] [Tiger style] Tiger style Yo, huh, huh Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuttin Ta Fuck Wit Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuttin Ta Fuck Wit Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuttin Ta Fuck Wit There's noplace