Rza - Try Ya Ya Ya lyrics

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Rza - Try Ya Ya Ya lyrics

Try ya ya ya, ay ya ya ya Try ya ya ya, ay ya ya ya Try ya ya ya, ay ya ya ya Try ya ya ya You can't do me nothin?, you won't succeed You're movin? fast, reduce your speed Weak producers imitate my beat When they face me, make 'em kiss my feet You can't break me, you get deflected Can't remake me, already perfected Wu-Tang slang to disrespect it Your heart get pierced from hard darts ejected I walk with a pocket computer, out talk the prosecutor Slipped through these metal detectors with plastic German luggers With all rubber bullets, my dogs, they love to pull it Stay black hooded, dunn, Timberland footed Deadly dialect, Digitech, I'm six steps ahead Spread like plague, plus I wire tapped the feds Brain wave manipulation, radios in my head Sip Colloidal silver, immune cells get fed Deflectin? viruses, I'm overcomin? biases True lion of Judah 'bout to reclaim the lioness Devil expiration date, time to set the nation straight You should pay attention to the words I articulate You wanna do me? You won't succeed You're movin? fast, reduce your speed Weak producers to imitate my beat When they face me, make 'em kiss my feet You can't break me, you get deflected Can't remake me, already perfected Wu-Tang slang to disrespect it Your heart get pierced from hard darts ejected Goodie goodie, I walk it out in the hoodie And let my shoulder lean, just some gangsta boogie Try ya ya ya, ay ya ya ya You now rockin? with the best, Compton's finest with finesse By the dress code and approach, you can tell I bang the left West Side of the coast, everybody's cutthroat b**hes love to start sh**, they also love to deep throat Three wheel and hundred spokes, while I'm blowin? chronic smoke Turnin? corner after corner, with my Southern Cal folk But the underground in the city life, it ain't a playground I'm loyal, dedicated, always ready to throw down My morals and my values, reach high up on the Richter Speak this vivid so you clearly get the picture And description of a real one, standin? in your mist I don't just talk, I walk this k**a Cal sh** Footprints of a legend as a I paint the concrete King of the jungle, still no one can compete With my entourage, call your squad, I checkmate 'em with a pawn Seven moves ahead to off your head, it won't take that long You wanna do me? You won't succeed You're movin? fast, reduce your speed Weak producers to imitate my beat When they face me, make 'em kiss my feet You can't break me, you get deflected Can't remake me, already perfected Wu-Tang slang to disrespect it Your heart get pierced from hard darts ejected Try ya ya ya, ay ya ya ya Try ya ya ya Try ya ya ya

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