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Birth Of A Prince

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Bob N'i RZA Birth Of A Prince

Songwriters: Diggs, Robert F.

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Flying high, you know how I feel
Sun in the sky, you know how I feel
Breeze drifting by, you know how I feel
It's a new dawn, it's a new day, it's a new life for

Birth flying high, you know how I feel
Sun in the sky, you know how I feel
Breeze drifting by, you know how I feel
It's a new dawn, it's a new day, it's a new life for me

Who be the last man standin' when I cock back the cannon?
And blast your ass in search for Michael Landon
Abandon ship, you can't penetrate
My solar eclipse, you dickhead, you got pussy whipped

Sword of Conan, wind speed of Rodin
Flow so cold, I freeze MC's to Snowmen
Turn 'em up to the sun to defrost them
Proceed with caution, you get your bean baked in Boston

Slice of Lemonhead, it's like John Lennon said
Help, you need somebody and
If you ever see somebody and
Fuckin' with the Wu, you gonna be a body and

By me, myself and bobby and
You superficial nigga, fuck it I'm a superhero
My pistol will turn you to a super zero
Make a fingertip griplock of Royce Gracie
While I'm makin' this cash like Mr. Spaceley

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Or Coswell Cogs, I don't fuck with hogs
Your dialog is stuck, too analog
Is you guns heavy enough?
Is your gold chain truck Chevy enough?

To fuck around with starks, rebel and us
B O B B Y, sha na na
You superficial nigga, buck it, I'm a superhero
My super pistol will turn you to a super zero

Lot of niggaz askin' us, some faxin' us
How I gladiate, take land like maximus
You listerin', while this winds blisterin'
I'm in the clouds like my man Calrissian

Lando, bust shots like Marlon Brando
You gettin' smacked like I'm playin' Black Sambo
Hambone, hambone, haven't you heard?
Papa gonna buy you a Mockingbird

If that Mockingbird don't sing
Papa gonna buy you a diamond ring
Watch out for the killa bee sting
BZA Bobby, sha na na

You see that's what we called B boy freestyle
You stupid muthafucka
Bobby, Bobby, Bobby
Sha na na

Flying high, you know how I feel
Sun in the sky, you know how I feel
Breeze drifting by, you know how I feel




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