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RZA

Quentin Tarantino

 

Quentin Tarantino


He walks the streets at night, his shadow follows him in the moonlight
He only travels at night and he hides during the daylight

Once upon a time before my skin color was a crime, so sublime
Read through these akashic lines
So many blessings, I'm in my four cornered room staring at candles, yeah
Feeling like I'm dancing in the moonlight
I wear these sunglasses at night, aura too bright
Triumphant, from dusk til dawn, always hustling niggas
The evolution will be digitized
Bobby hit em with rhythm, linguistics to hypnotize
The image, so vivid, baby check out my gravity
The way I be living, just trying to get more clarity
Who killed Bill? They shot Kennedy
Malcolm laying dead like how they gon level the playing field?
In Glorious all cap, vicarious live through me
They hateful, envious, but they scheming wont get to we
Been smoking, got cotton mouth
Ash in my dungarees
Been smoking, got cotton mouth
Ash in my dungarees
Don't let this sin wear you out
In the city of gods, speak from the heart
Lead with action, had a frivolous thought
Bismillah peace to my Umi
My grandfather, he live through me
In the night sometimes I feel like its voices talking to me
Connected to a higher power, they couldn't find me like Assata
Weh dem a do like mavado
And I'mma shoot if a gotta, bow

What the fucks up in that briefcase? (yo)
What the fucks up in that briefcase? (wait)
What the fucks up in that briefcase? (yo)
What the fucks up in that briefcase?

Grindhouse, we slaughter refined amounts
How could we be this Hateful there's only Eight of us now
Bro RZA slid me this Blade
Systems staking us out
They killing us all but we edurel, reservoir dog
I'm Mr. Orange, so since we sparring I put my all in
Your whip be stalling, unchained, unhandled Django is dormant
They pat me down, niggas, you don't know you better ask around
It's been half an hour, blast the sound, where's Jackie Brown ?
They happy now, in staccato cut the convo Desperado
Need to switch the toggle, this an album like a Bible
My arrival like, this a sermon, been determined, read the verbiage
We deserve it, yearning' for them diamonds, yellow like, Uma Thurman
Load the burner, smoking herbs and see my earnings
And we just hit the Wu to reconfirm we need your service niggas

I'm walking on deaf ears, I swear they hear me somehow
They speak to me in this vision I see them floating around
I thought I was proof of death, my Death Proof majestic
Known to especially investigate, we check this method
Unnecessarily they still request it, I still respect it
It's all subjective, they can't relinquish my effervescence
It's just my blessings, procure this message
Ego is stretching listen to every single suggestion
It's sin, in my city, regime link the Wu we redeem
May we move with prestige, you ain't rude as it seems
They on a the leash, I'm dragon, they maltese
Don't envy the fear of man, they mute when a god speak, peace

What the fucks up in that briefcase? (yo)
What the fucks up in that briefcase? (wait)
What the fucks up in that briefcase? (yo)
What the fucks up in that briefcase?

The moth has no idea that the fires gonna burn him
But the person, the person know that bullets they be hurting
Meechy Tarantino but I used shoot like Kubrick baby
Get a hateful eight, my barrel full I do not do the clips
The grindhouse, the trap spot, one time I seen my broke boy break down crack rock
With a slap chop, Jackie Brown, gats be round
I pray police don't pat me down or badger me
Please don't let they badge lead to blam blam casualty (casualty)
Lets move on before we find one of your dogs in a reservoir
A legend, I am death proof, flesh made of teflon
Desperado, dancing in gun fire with my weapon
My true romance is bloodshed and Armageddon
New York City niggas, yellow coupe, black stripes
Might just Kill Bill these niggas, cut em to pieces, hasta la vista
Can't rebuild these niggas, from dusk to dawn
My heart froze, never feel these niggas (never feel these niggas)

He walks the streets at night, his shadow follows him in the moonlight
He only travels at night and he hides during the daylight

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