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Dollaz & Sense (feat. Pharoahe Monch, RZA)

Dollaz & Sense (feat. Pharoahe Monch, RZA)

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Yeah, yo, Zig-Zag-Zig-Zig, uh

Zig-Zag-Zig, yeah, uh

Oh man, this is very scary

Bza-Bza-Bza-Bobby not the ordinary

You won't hear that old shit

Yo, turn the beat up a little bit just so I can tell 'em what I've been trynna tell 'em

You got me?

Oh, man, Joe

Like Toney Starks said, we throw yo ass in the Cobra Clutch

Your man watch as your whole leg open up

Sober up, baby, it's the Bob Digi

We throw darts in the air that flow like a frisbee

My niggas frostbitten, glass staying crispy

Love my wiz, but ya dud nigga miss me

I'm bionic, my chronic drowned in Digi juice

My fist fast as Bruce, you better call a truce

No excuse, the black man must stand up

Time to make the Wu sign, throw both of your hands up

You see me in a Maserati, Gran Turismo

Up in the club, my beat got my sub than Quizno

Mama, just the business, I'mma get this

Keep the ten digits, fuck that, before I quit this

Walk in the prints of a Prince

If it don't make dollars, nigga, then it don't make sense

If it don't make dollar, then it don't make sense

If it don't make dollar, then it don't make sense

No, no, yeah, it don't make sense

Shake it out (shake it out)

Pharoahe Monch in your area

I see dead people when I spit with my sixth sense

My sixteen with six sentences that make sense

Which means I inflict pain that's intense

I got brains backstage, I've been rhyming sick since

Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rocks

And rolls, found your roads, til I die

Toss French Francs, Dutch mark to the sky

Machines is black, my voice is fried

Rock and roll I lose control

Fuck the white ones, The Black Keys got so much soul

While you come off of the bench

If it don't make dollars, then it don't make sense

If it don't make dollars, then it don't make sense

Don't make dollars, then it don't make sense

Dog, it needs to make sense

If it don't make dollars, then it don't make sense

If it don't make dollar, then it don't make sense

If it don't make dollar, then it don't make sense

No, no, yeah, it don't make sense

If it don't make dollar, then it don't make sense

If it don't make dollar, then it don't make sense

Yeah, oh

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