RZA


Domestic Violence Lyrics

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

What the f**k y'all birds talking about?
Get the f**k 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 f**king slave trade your ass like kizzy kinte
But wait, f**k you, motherf**ker

You wish you could f**k
Bitch, all you can do is dick suck
Your ass can't f**k, that's why your wife left your monkey ass
(f**k 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 [Incomprehensible], 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 hair weave
Sleep all day, eat, gain weight, can't breathe
Talking about you're going to leave?
Then bitch leave, what the f**k 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 f**k'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 school 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 f**k you, the shit echos
'Cause you pussy is so hollow

Turn your fat ass sideways
Your stress marks were like the U.S. highways
f**k 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
Baby, we f**k for two and a half hours to 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

But f**k it, yo
Let me get this f**king phone
Yeah, get the motherf**king phone
Quit motherf**kers in our f**king business

End the f**k or I'll pull the motherf**king chord
Out the motherf**king socket
I'm sick of this shit, motherf**ker, get the f**k out
I'm throwing all the shit on the motherf**king terrace, right now

I'm sick of this shit, you and you shit out the f**king closet
My name came on the f**king [Incomprehensible] too, nigga
I don't give a f**k, f**k that shit, you get the f**k out my lab
All these motherf**kers sleeping in the f**king living room
My seeds run into these motherf**kers

These niggaz are in their dirty, motherf**king socks and shit
f**king dirty toilet seats and shit, my seeds gotta sit on this shit
Get these motherf**kers out this motherf**king lab now
Get the f**k out, every last one of y'all motherf**kers
Get the f**k out my lab

Motherf**ker, don't make me pick up this bottle
Don't make me pick up this motherf**king bottle
Bastard, bastard, bastard
f**k you, bastard, bastard, bastard

Bastard, bastard, bastard
You're f**king dirty dick, nigga
Yeah, you're f**king stupid, nigga
You're f**king stupid
You're f**king stupid

Now, that's right, tell that motherf**ker to call you back
'Cause you ain't going to steal this motherf**king phone

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Songwriter(s): Robert F. Diggs
Publisher(s): Ramecca Publishing Inc., Universal Music - Careers
Record Label(s): 1998 Gee Street Records V2 Records
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