Booby Trap (feat. Dexter Wiggles)

[Intro: RZA]

Hahaha, Digi, yo, yo

[RZA]

When I was young,

I slept with a battery on my tongue

So when I spit,

the impact with the sting of a stun gun

At full blast, rock your cradle,

fatal razorblades graze you

Split you open, stitch you back wit a staple

I'm football head, I put your head

Into a brook, all four,

your momma wouldn't look at ya'll

Gold from the Panama canal, Alabama gam'

Got me laid up, on my nuts like kapow

B-O-B-Boy's fast as Bruce Leroy

Meet the rap Galactus, blow planets off his axis

My glock is plastic, my dick *sniff* is magic

Stretch up the Power U like Mr. Fantastic

[Chorus: Dexter Wiggles]

Stop, it's a booby trap

Wouldn't you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?

Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap

[RZA]

Yo, when it comes to this mic device, you get ate

Like the gingerbread man try'nna cross the lake

Or the Winchester, call my white son,

Lester Poindexter

Tell 'em bring back the black mack,

strapped with two extra

Clips, where's the natural, words inside the apple

Pot holes in the street, it cracks the Jeep axle

Shrivel your heart to a raisin, shorty star gazing

Yeah, he got steeper than dunce, once he start blazing blunts

Beef, and get drown in Hunt's

Your flame get toast, your best bet to punt

I lounge like a hungry jaguar, into agua

Trying to catch a fish that multiply like the magua

Pocket fat be Jabba the Hutt, Clan gallops up

Feel the Force of my steel,

but you can't count the caliber

Digi, Digi, Digi, all inside your city

Microphone on the roam, like Capone and Frank Nitty

[Chorus 2X]

[RZA]

I don't got a taste for blood or flesh skin

My mind, like Professor X from the X-Men

One line, cause MC's to write their albums down

Devils only come amongst you, if you allow them now

Do to trading, they infiltrate with persuasion

That desire to rob and steel and make slaves of all

Living luxury, destructively, conductively

Improper nature, privately and publicly

Man so stupid when confronted by something he don't

Understand, he shoot it, the whole world's polluted

My earth gave birth to a universal, change us

Scribes reflect the child born in the Bethlehem manger

Devils try to steal me of my intellect,

rob me of my culture

Like they white washing sculptures

Like they snatching down my posters

But it's been caught through the eyes of Minolta

[Chorus 2X]