B.O.B.B.Y.

Ultimate Breakbeats and shit right?
 Niggas still making money offa those shits
 Looping the same shits for a thousand years and shit, right?
 The B, the O, the B, the B, the Y
 The D, the I, the G, the I, the T, the A, the L
 (Repeat x2)
 Digital
 You know us to be robust, the greatest crew since Cold Crush
 This poisonous slang keep MCs avoiding us
 Can't think about the proper remedies for destroying us
 Your best bet black is sit back and start enjoying us
 And run your commissary, attack your coronary
 I'm with every revolutionary
 Honorary and sonic electronic brain like Johnny Mnemonic
 Get boosted from the sorrow and went Wu-tonic
 You be fickle, get your tongue thrown into a jar of pickle
 To serve to your bird with cheese and pumpernickel
 Beefsteak Charlie, a classic like Marley Marl
 Tie your ass down and run you over with a trolley car
 My nigga Lucky keep 'em Bucky like Dent
 Intent, read the fine print
 It says, "Do not enter or cross the lines
 You be tossed behind and forced to submit to the rhyme"
 B-O-B-B-Y
 D-I-G-I-T-A-L
 (Repeat x3)
 Digital, Digital
 .44 in the holster strapped tight by the Velcro
 Steel padded vest on the chest, arm knife on the elbow
 Pointed rings resemble Killa Bee stings
 Instrumental of slinging swords, taking a buck bring
 Rain, hail, snow, earthquakes, search your mental birth date
 50 straight push-ups keep the body in perfect shape
 Just got hit on the hip by this bird talking 'bout
 She got a blister on her lip, that comes from not gargling after sucking
 I'm toggling the buttons on my cell-phone
 Call my nigga Tone, the well known
 Bubble goose feathers made 'em think it's Carl Weathers
 Solid chrome Beretta 9s stuffed inside the Wu leather
 Hot shots melt through your pleather
 Never Ending Story not from the Land of Nether
 We fight for our rights to the death like Medgar Evers
 Wu-Tang Clan Forever, All In Together Now
 B-O-B-B-Y
 D-I-G-I-T-A-L
 (Repeat x3)
 Digital, Digital
 Up from the rugged grains of Shaolin soil
 Ol' Earth kept a nigga spoilt
 Though the reigns to my veins remain royal, burning up
 High speed dub, my CD spins like a hub-cap on a Ac'
 Tre-pound snub rap we might joust
 Fresh spring water from the Alps
 Stalked like a tomahawk, Indian bitch you get scalped
 Like a ticket sold in Cleveland, you feel me in
 And now I stream up your bone marrow
 Wu-Tang song last long as Christmas carols
 Niggas throw darts, I'm shooting flaming arrows
 Pierce through your physical faculties with pinpoint accuracy
 You don't wanna battle me
 The B, the O, the B, the B, the Y
 The D, the I, the G, the I, the T, the A, the L
 (Repeat x2)
 Digital
 B-O-B-B-Y
 D-I-G-I-T-A-L
 (Repeat x3)
 Digital, Digital