(feat. Jammie Sommers, Masta Killa, Method Man, Streetlif)



[Woman over vocoder]

Digital Electronics!



[Intro: RZA (Jammie Sommers)]

So we gon' check the 25th caller

Caller? (Hello?)

Caller, you're on the air (Yeah, hello?)

You're on the air, sweetheart

(Hello, yeah, I'd like to make a request

 Yeah, I wanna hear somethin Digital)

Oh yeah?

(That means somethin that's gonna keep me up and turn

me on)

Well, I got this new joint, the Glocko Pop

(Glocko Pop?)

Yeah, Glocko Pop

(Oh, I love that song!

 Oh my God!)

Here it is, just for you, sugar



[RZA]

Bobby Digital back on the set

Watch girl's pussies get wet wet wet wet wet

Drip drip drip drip, drop drop drop drop

Hip-hop you just can't stop stop stop stop

Watch my glock glock glock glock glock

It goes pop pop pop pop pop

My Glocko pop pop pop

My Glockoes pop pop pop

His rugged go pop pop pop pop

You stomp the fuck off yo' block

My Glockoes pop pop pop

My Glocko pop pop pop (x4)

You stomp the fuck off yo' block

My Glocko pop pop pop



Bob Digi-tech live in effect, you just didn't expect

one man to come along and bring a new song

and break your barrier down, you can't carry the sound

Buckwild juvenile from Shaolin Island, what? What?

Who wants to get violent? Remain silent



My Glocko pop pop pop

My Glocko pop pop pop

His Glocko pop pop pop

His Glocko pop pop pop

My son go pop pop pop

My gun go pop pop pop

His Glocko pop pop pop

One love, go pop pop pop

His love go pop pop pop



[Method Man (Masta Killa)]

Yo.. who wanna play the hero? Your chances are slim

Less than zero, Shaolin laboratory friend

That's the shit though, came to satisfy but can't get no

Sound pasified from the get-go, Cuban neckties for you Kiko

Only carry mines for protection, the hoods like the Wild West I reckon

Hold up a second, lost my breathe and

take it from the top bitch or do somethin

Mr. Method runnin in your session

with nothin but my words as my weapon

and twenty-eight years of aggression

Do it for my people when I take it back

like I'm repo-man, agent double-oh negro

Know who I am? No, I don't give a damn

Evil, flash ya Crooked I like I'm eagle

Gets down and dirty like your moms pots and pans

From a smoked pipe, drink it down like Sedan

This is how ya Enter the Wu-Tang Clan (Yeah)

36 Chambers, you're pu-tang man (Word)

Brothers with a mic make a true slang thin (Yeah)

Brother with a gun make the loot change hands (Word)

That's how it is, you could ask RZ-A

The rain, hail or snow I deliver



[Interlude: Jammie Sommers]

DJ, that music just turns me on



[Masta Killa]

The marvelous bone crushin assassin appears to be

blind in glasses

Daredevil bang head with shovel

Iron skin, Tony Starks, liquid metal

The rebel in the evenin, shadows sweapens, vanishin

the book of instruction, fuckin with the Wu-Tang Production

is lord to all who come and see, my art too deadly to teach

Read my death touch, ascended grief between each point

Slendid, hand Swingin Sword recommended

Slice through the bone intended

Try to sketch the classes, reflection of perfection

Mic-phone swing like numb stick to scar

Mohammed Ali, mic MC, Shakwan walk the dead sea

Dead sea, Digi..



[Streetlife]

Yo, yo.. yo..

My mind keeps playin tricks, I'm caught up in The Matrix

Digital mould, your flows is all wasted

You smoke weed with seeds, I crush mines and lace it

Two tokes a pass, kid it's all basic

I know you lust, so relax and be patient

As soon as I spark the stem, ya all taste it

Number one on the charts, it's time to erase it

Replace it, you was wack from the start, face it



[Interlude: Jammie Sommers]

DJ, that music just turns me on



[RZA]

My Glocko pop pop pop

His love go pop pop pop

My Glocko pop pop pop [x5]

You stomp the fuck off yo' block

My Glocko pop pop pop

His Glocko pop pop..



[Outro: Jammie Sommers]

DJ, that music just turns me on