The RZA Feat. Prodigal Son & C - Unleash Me | Текст песни

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[RZA]

Yo, sting of the dragon master, one blow make your jaw shatter

Have you walk around with your face wrapped in plaster

Gaspin`....... *gasp*, like you got a bad case of asthma

Spot the dog, you try to run faster

Wild savage, but he bow down to his master

Wash, be found, with a ice cold shaster, he would shout

[Chorus: RZA]

I am free from you, so unleash me

There`s nothin` else you can do to teach me

Nothin` else you can do to appease me

I know this point in life, it wouldn`t be easy

I gave you my all, I would equal

Out of care, through my hands and all

Just to show and prove, you my man`s and all

Didn`t even try to make plans at all

[Prodigal Sunn]

My hand`s cut in the outer, leakin` the contender

Hit `em high, stick `em low, break through the center

Somebody screamin` ambulance, yo, he bend a

Ghost like a ninja, whole `nother agenda

Yes, we day and night, ready for fight

Plus I spit more through the mic, four fist right

Chest, head, body blow, would leave, anything goes

Broken nose, shatterin` jaws, spark him with the C-4

P-Sunn did it from the east door

The more I tour, the more I score, watch the lion roar

Through the field, with the skills and agility

Martial art ability, bend the laws of gravity

Stay in shape, no cavities

Some wise words from a young one, trained to reach mastery

[Chorus: RZA]

I am free from you, so unleash me

There`s nothin` else you can do to teach me

[Christ Bearer]

I am free from you, Buddhapest fist, Tai Chi, Kung Fu

Master sick cool, jujitsu, round house kick you

Forty elbows, then I left right hit you

Master set me free, although you`ll never let me get the master key

Cause when it`s time for beef, who could the master be

While I`m stopped, critique you see the master flee

But cats keep rushin`, I`ll back flip bust you

Crack your rib cage apart, snatch your heart, that`s nothin`

Guillotine chop, to the Phillipine hot

Leave `em worst, and sendin` them to Killa, get shot

I ate from my hands, and ate from the plan

Entranced, my fake was a glance

I gave you my all, I know you felt my slave to, and thought

I`m sittin` pool on y`all

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