Rza Bobby Digital - Handwriting On The Wall

featuring Ras Kass 

[Ras Kass] 
We on some Phantom of the Opera shit 
It`s the gothic shit 
As I produce the Waterproof mask 
You never ask the question  `Who`s the man behind the red mask?` 
About to a driveby on MC`s so listen 
Aiyyo! 

Yo my mic check is Robo Tech 
Run over the track till my lyrical GigaPet slow flow 
Cardiac arrest like FloJo  rock ice Ro Ro 
Pack fo fo fo` sure though 
More and more cream, and niggaz Still Love You Rakeem 
The game of death, we kickin niggaz in the chest like Kareem 
My wingspan is wider than Rodan 
My sweet and sour niggaz wit nose candy sniff blow by the gram 
I gramatically slam, before I eat a groupie bitch pussy 
The Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan is eatin ham 
So catch me in Deep Space Nine 
Wit eight million stories on seven continents 
And six billion bullets on the Star Trek 
Solid state logic thug niggaz electronic 
Eat, drink, sleep, shit, fuck, build and smoke chronic 
Playa, this is not a game, I said it before 
went through the door I came wit Wu-Tang 
The Artist Formerly Know as You 
Got snatched out his truck on Florence and Normandy Duke 
We strictly Digital 

[Bobby Digital] 
Yo, yo, yo, yo 
The Last Starfighter, my thoughts make the sun shine brighter 
I bust in a bitch mouth to make her teeth seem whiter 
Roam like space drones through all time zones 
Your face get blown, I make home, Bobby`ll fuck Grace Jones 
Mocha caps without lithium cristal 
Raise the pendulum cuts through your ear tissue, Digital signal 
Scramble your brain then we gain the visuals 
Like Microsoft, I might micro-walk before the lights go off 
You develic bitches, I give your tonsils eighty stitches 
Bobby long storm, even fuck the Eastwick Witches