Rza Ft Angel Cake Must Be Bobby Lyrics

[Intro: RZA (Angel Cake)]
(Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby)
Pssh.. (Bobby, Bobby, Bobby)
BOODOODOODOODOO.. (Bobby)
BOODOODOODOODOO.. (Bobby)
Yo it's the high-strength, yo..
Bobby, yo.. (Bobby)
Yo, yo, BZA-Bobby (Bobby), yo, yo, BZA-Bobby (Bobby)
Bobby-Bo-Bobby, yo, yo..

[RZA]
Hit the bodega for a 40 oz., son, Garcia Vega
Two bags of chips and one pack of Now & Laters
Flame tuck, down to my nuts, on my last buck
Only thing keep a n____ calm is a good f___
Loose-leaf cigarettes be dipped in wet
Chicken of the seas get trapped inside my net
Wit their clothes off, son, when the gun goes off
I'm bound to play Napoleon and blow a nose off
Your Sphinx, your stumbled rap style, your flow's off
like Kunta tryin to run with his chopped toes off
Unchallenged sword I yield, the strong rider
Clip full of ruffle tip, fast-actin long fire
Four-hundred grain cartridge, with steel casin
Those who can't draw the crowd are still tracin
The mic is castle, the floor is shape-shiftin
Heavy as the hammer of Thor, you can't lift it
So tense, b____, there's no defense
This four-four inch'll make you jump the fence
Right-eye squinted, I speak quotefully English
Stumble off the cold 4-0 of Old English
Wu brew, two-two inside the shoe
No describin what this heat in my jacket can do
I teach seeds to read, never reach for the weed
Indeed, bow down to the great Bobby Digi Digi

[Break: RZA (Angel Cake)]
(Bobby) Yo, it Must Be Bobby
(Bobby) Oh no, it Must Be Bobby
(Bobby) Oh no, it Must Be Bobby
(Bobby) Oh no, it Must Be..

[RZA]
Rice soaked in coconut milk, mixed with tofu
Sit in the sun, six hours and I charge up like Goku
DragonBall Z, imagine you're raggin me
That's like walkin through a Blood hood flaggin a C
Not tryin to tell you how much weight we carry
It may get every snake in the tri-state parried
Plus Feds had one ad, saying I gun-traff'
I sold twenty-million records, b____, some laughed (Haha)
Fresh as the of mornin dew or Nancy Drew
Sherlock Holmes' crime sleuth couldn't figure the Wu
You loaf of bread head, keep a sober head
1-point-5 million years, my over-head

[Break: RZA (Angel Cake)]
(Bobby) Yo, yo, it Must Be Bobby
(Bobby) Yo, yo, it Must Be Bobby
(Bobby) Oh no, it Must Be Bobby
(Bobby) Yo, yo, check..

[RZA]
I keep MC's puzzled, keep my dogs in the muzzle
Ice cold 40 oz., drink 'em down with one guzzle
Son, mic's with no word of the birds, s___ she swerved back
Tall chocolate b___er cup deluxe, off the meat rack
While chicken heads scratch the yard for worms
And roosters walk around with their heads in the perm
I be spreadin knowledge, keepin my third eye polished
Never chase for dollars, to fulfill the black wallet
You must be Bellview, son, I walk with the Twelve Jewelz
Afford anythin this world could sell you
Beats that change ya, style'll rearrange ya
BZA-Bobby, I'm strikin ya like Beatle Mania

[Break: RZA (Angel Cake)]
(Bobby) Yo, it Must Be Bobby
(Bobby) Oh no, it Must Be Bobby
(Bobby) Yo, son, it Must Be Bobby
(Bobby) BZA what? BZA-Bobby

[Outro: RZA (Angel Cake)]
f___in up the mic is still my hobby (Bobby)
Fu-fu-f___in up the mic is still my hobby (Bobby)
Yo, yo, it Must Be.. BOODOO.., yea, yea (Bobby)
(Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby..)