Ras Kass Lyrics

Album: Rassassination

The End Lyrics

featuring RZA 

 

My puglistic linguistic rapping 

is a mixture of slug 'em in 

Slug 'em in 

Plug 'em in plug 'em in 

Come to spread it 

The world exclusive 

Check it 

From the underground producers 

Turn your face stone like Medusa 

Slap dick on a wicked pitch 

...... sons 

Those who burn hurt turn nuns 

I be jumpin' through the flame 

With the name B.O.B.B.Y. 

Makin' a hobby 

Smoke the honey dip got my throat groggy 

You doo-doo brain dirtbag derelict dumbfuck 

What the fuck is wrong with you dickhead? 

Numb-nuts 

Just because you made a song or two 

What's the balance due on your royalties? 

Record companies spoil me 

As the ... hot oil me 

Fuck that savage back up 

Wu-Tang step inside the club 

Niggas might act up 

One potato 

Smack you like the crossfader 

Rap data, ...... the elevators 

Escape the projects, livin' inside the skyscraper 

Fuck that I'm takin' back the forty acres 

...... nature 

(Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby) 

[Ras Kass] 

(Huh) 

Yo, my Eve called 1-Adam-12, I got arrested 

At first she protested 

But only the seventh son of ... had the power 

Before the Midori Sour with red cherries 

Hereditary trait, seeking salvation like the Cranberries 

Wrote Murder with Angela Lansbury often 

Til my biological clock stops and my casket falls 

We sell tix like Boston basketball 

C-arson was askin' y'all 

Is Ras Kass the last to fall victim for wearin' no mask at all? 

No gimmicks, just me bein' me 

But you ain't bendin' or offendin' me 

Cuz anyways Hennessy used to be a better friend to me 

But I had to stop drinkin' so many pints (Why?) 

'Cuz the tendency to forget 

It ain't baseball, America's favorite national pastime is white 

supremacy 

Never seen a nigga granted clemency 

My metaphors is meta-five 

My styles go up in your ... little boy, you get fucked, like pedophiles 

When it's all said and done I'ma retire to an island in the Caymans 

Enslavin' caucasians livin' off your mama's life savings 

I take it all in stride 

Dennis Rodmans laced to the side 

This nigga glide, like Clyde 

My hands was tied 

Silent cries screamed genocide 

When two-thirds of the planet died in the end 

The end justifies the means 

The end is power 

(Power) Power corrupts -- absolute power corrupts absolutely 

Young black man, let us begin (2X)