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主歌 A1
Hahaha, Digi, yo, yo
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
主歌 A2
Split you open, stitch you back wit a staple
Im football head, I put your head
Into a brook, all four, your momma wouldnt look at yall
Gold from the Panama canal, Alabama gam
主歌 A3
Got me laid up, on my nuts like kapow
B-O-B-Boys fast as Bruce Leroy
Meet the rap Galactus, blow planets off his axis
My glock is plastic, my dick *sniff* is magic
主歌 A4
Stretch up the Power U like Mr. Fantastic
Stop, its a booby trap
Wouldnt you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?
Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap
主歌 A5
Yo, when it comes to this mic device, you get ate
Like the gingerbread man trynna cross the lake
Or the Winchester, call my white son, Lester Poindexter
Tell em bring back the black mack, strapped with two extra
主歌 A6
Clips, wheres 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 Hunts
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 cant count the caliber
Digi, Digi, Digi, all inside your city
Microphone on the roam, like Capone and Frank Nitty
Stop, its a booby trap
Wouldnt you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?
Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap
Stop, its a booby trap
Wouldnt you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?
Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap
I dont got a taste for blood or flesh skin
My mind, like Professor X from the X-Men
One line, cause MCs 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 dont
Understand, he shoot it, the whole worlds 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 its been caught through the eyes of Minolta
Stop, its a booby trap
Wouldnt you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?
Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap
Stop, its a booby trap
Wouldnt you rather have a Digi or a Scooby Snack?
Digi Snack, yeah, while we living in a booby trap
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