Domestic Violence

[Intro: Tiffany] 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... [Verse 1: RZA (Jamie Sommers)] What the fuck y'all birds talking about? Get the fuck 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 fucking slave trade your ass like Kizzy Kinte (But wait, fuck you motherfucker) You wish you could fuck Bitch, all you can do is dick suck (Your ass can't fuck, that's why your wife left your monkey ass) Fuck 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 (???), 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 hairweave Sleep all day, eat, gain weight, can't breathe Talking about you're going to leave? Then bitch leave! What the fuck 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 fuck'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 shool first! When I first met you, you was a ho I tried to reform you, bomb you, warn you and teach you But couldn't reach you, and you're still a ho Your father said you was a ho And when you leave me, bitch you're gonna be a ho 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 fuck you, the shit echos cause you pussy is so hollow Turn your fat ass sideways Your stretch marks are like the US highways Fuck 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 Bet that baby we fuck for two and a half hours or three You'd better study the 1-14 knowledge culture degree About M-G-T, and G-C-C [Interlude] 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 [Outro: RZA (Jamie Sommers)] But fuck it, yo, let me get this fucking phone Yeah, get the motherfucking phone Quit motherfuckers in our fucking Business. End the fuck, or I'll pull The motherfucking chord out of the Man, fuck that motherfucking socket Yo God, this bitch is bugging I'm sick of this shit motherfucker Get the fuck out, I'm throwing All the shit on the motherfucking Terrace, right now. I'm sick of I'm on the phone! this shit, you and you shit out the I'm on the phone! motherfucking closet right now. My Well fuck you! name's on the motherfucking [?] too Bitch, get the fuck out my nigga, I don't give a fuck, fuck that House man shit, you get the fuck out my lab, all These motherfuckers sleeping in the Fucking living room. My seeds run into These motherfuckers, these niggas are Yo, hey Hewey, hey Hewey in their dirty motherfucking socks and Fuck you, yo God, my bitch... shit. Fucking dirty toilet seats and This bitch is stupid man shit. My seeds gotta sit on this shit Get these motherfuckers out this Give this fucking crab ass motherfucking lab now. Get the fuck Girl the gas yo out. Every lat one of y'all mother- You's a ho bitch! fuckers. Get the fuck out my lab Come on you's a ho! You'se a ho Motherfucker don't make me pick up You'se a ho this bottle. Don't make me pick up You'se a ho this motherfucking bottle You'se a ho Ho! ho! Ho! ho! bastard! bastard! Ho! ho! bastard! Fuck you! Ho! you fucking bastard! Ho! bastard! bastard! Fuck you Yo, yo, dunn, yo, yo, God Bastard! bastard! bastard! She's stupid dunn you're fucking dirty dick nigga Yeah you're fucking stupid nigga You're fucking stupid You're fucking stupid We'll be back son Now that's right, tell that We'll be back motherfucker to call you back Cause you ain't going to steal This motherfucking phone