RZA is COLD! | FIRST TIME HEARING J-Love ft RZA - Im Back (Produced by J-Love) [8:49-11:19]

I'd you sleep like a child on Christmas Eve Like a tin the heck during the shop Gave no weave like a woman And live about to produce the sea I met the man with PlayStation in an ounce of weed. So see it's hard to distinguish my former broken Elystice broke the man I provided cannot be a steamer So it's 5,000 moles, I say a ton and praise the most high path that they on the door I squeeze black rubber grip 22 D's on the rims grill out Leaving black rubber skis, all the kids, but en masse to the old Pistop heat box, Beast stop the heat box, you better get your mother kidding Yeah This has bad news, bears like Eddie Munster I keep a dragon under my skin, I keep a dragon under my hat Right Ain't no running from that, huh Ain't no running with that pack, the poison that we've done, I trust jeans Get my dirty protein from rice and crust things Leap over the fears I'm seeing a single bound Detect the name of a song from a single sound You get blown from a single round Of that tray pound last, was you heard with that single sound Bloss, now you flamethrower, you don't want to mingle around Check it, son, I raise it, son, you get burned in a twinkle And it's been of a rim, going 80,000 RPM Girls be like, you not be him, you really be twarkin' shit And give these other doors that I did, they be walkin' with Where the leather airplanes are, parking whips Sippin' over that goose, you're a twarkin' spliffs I put your head in the vise drip, at my man-attack The devil, you were the iceman But you grew up here, nice tips So you know that I keep all my holes in some nice shit Tell your moms I said, nice lips And she must've been bustin' your ass Cause her hands had a nice grip So you're talkin' out that ice shit Or I'mma go across this motherfuckin' head Or some old ice shit Y'all jump like Mexican beans I move the most exit You were the ice-pick By your drool sore, squawkin' spliffs I put your head in the vise drip, at my man-attack The devil, you were the ice-pick But you grew up here, nice tips So you know that I keep all my holes in some nice shit Tell your moms I said, nice lips And she must've been bustin' your ass Cause her hands had a nice grip So you're talkin' out that ice shit Or I'mma go across this motherfuckin' head Or some old ice shit Y'all jump like Mexican beans I move the most exit teen We invested in jeans And we invested in jeans Everybody fuckin' a risen man Everybody fuckin' a risen dog