RZA - The wolf

Watch your hoe look at me, like I'm Leonardo Di Caprio Wanna stick her tip of her tongue through my piss hole You play the target, and I be the guiding missile Oh, how they long this strong grissle Yup, see that flesh is weak But it taste so good, they want the recipe The king catch the queen, don't mess with me Kssh, yo, my niggas never grow up, drink til they throw up Some sniff that cocaine til they fucking brains blow up Drunk from that Brass Monkey, grass junkies Walk around with the brain of a Crash Dummie How dare you try to come and gas crash from me You be in the House of a 1,000 Corpse like Rob Zombie It's I God, inside your i Pod Cuz my squad, nigga, is die hard[Chorus: RZA]Who rock meaner, than the Gods from Medina You numb skull girls, be caught and talking Tina[RZA]Bitch, suck a dick and die, forty five lit the sky Fool, let the shit fly, split, right between your eye Nothing like that little slit split in between her thighs Sitting on the nine, applehead, bitch, let it ride Hickory dickory, block, niggas is slippery Glocks tucked down my socks, secures my victory You like fourth period, son, you history White girls with big ass, I check them suspiciously Vanilla Pearline, had the saline Stuffed inside her jeans, made the niggas day dream[Chorus][RZA]Unbeatable, like the old Brooklyn A-Team I'm wild like a Shaolin nigga in State Green Jalopeno rocks, might drop from my nina Then I'm back on the spot, without the subpeona