f/ RZA







[Intro: RZA]



It's Da Great Siege, Allah Mathematics







[Hook: RZA]



It's Da Great Siege



See y'all faggot niggaz back the fuck up



Y'all bitches just back the fuck up



It's Da Great Siege



Killa Bees in fatigue



No time to bob or weave



Your city's intrigued



Pushing straight through in a navy-blue H2 Hummer



Bounce a nigga bummer



We scrape you dumber



Shaolin rooftop talk



We shot talk



Who shot hawk?



Bobby got off



It's Da Great Siege



Killa Bees in fatigue



You caught up in intrigue



The city's caught



No chance to bob and weave



BZA-Bobby [bzz]



Shaolin - ring the alarm



Who shot hawk?



Who got off?



Pushing through in a H2 navy-blue Hummer



Bounce a nigga, we scrape you



You looking dumber and dumber



We turn winter to summer







[RZA]



We be sharing poems, wearing hand bones



Tearing domes in half, seizing thrones



Wearing stones, they engineering clones



But they can't zone in to where the soul roams



I'm home, up in my lab 'bout to stab the pad



Just hit this blunt, just had some cunt



Rice and beans, steamed from the à la cuisine in Queens



across the street from the Nazarean



The black prince in the G wagon, black tints



Music bubbling, hollarin at the hood wench



The mechanic fix like Johnny Goodwrench



Ninja walk on sands, leave no footprints



Bitches dialect compressed on cassette



Two three point intellect, splashed in Fayette's



On TV video shows, pretty video hoes



Licking old souls, spread eagle pose



Shaolin talk slang with the royal blood







[Hook: RZA]



Killa Bees in fatigue



No chance to bob and weave



The city's intrigued



I'm pushing straight through in that navy-blue H2 Hummer



We scrape you, it's a bummer



You dumber and dumber



Shaolin rooftop talk



Who shot hawk?



Who got off? - Bobby



Trapped in the Bing like my name was Crosby



Getting these bills like Cosby







[RZA]



I'm up on Pickin



Bitch walked in on a veggie fried rice and half a chicken



Like it's finger-licking, my favorite clicking



On some old finger-picking, itchy trigger, nigga listen [gun shot]







[Hook: RZA]



It's Da Great Siege



Killa Bees in fatigue



You're gonna get intrigued



The city's caught



No chance to bob and weave



BZA-Bobby, Shaolin rooftop talk



Who shot hawk?



Who got off?



Pushing through in a H2 navy-blue Hummer



Bounce a nigga, he scrape you



You looking dumber and dumber



We turn winter into summer



Can we bling bling, shine shine







[Outro: RZA]



yeah bring it back