เนื้อเพลง Domestic Violence - RZA

[Girl]
You ain't sh*t, your daddy ain't sh*t
your brother ain't sh*t, your money ain't sh*t
your lab ain't sh*t, your rings ain't sh*t
your gear ain't sh*t, your jewels ain't sh*t
your kicks ain't sh*t, n*gga, your whips ain't sh*t
Bobby, you ain't sh*t, n*gga I'm the sh*t
you ain't sh*t, your daddy ain't sh*t
your brother ain't sh*t, your money ain't sh*t
your lab ain't sh*t, your rings ain't sh*t
your gear ain't sh*t, your jewels ain't sh*t
your kicks ain't sh*t, your whips ain't sh*t
Bobby, you ain't sh*t, n*gga I'm the sh*t
you ain't sh*t, your daddy ain't sh*t
your brother ain't sh*t, your money ain't sh*t
your lab ain't sh*t, Bobby you ain't sh*t
your rings ain't sh*t, your gear ain't sh*t
your jewels ain't sh*t, your kicks ain't sh*t
your whips ain't sh*t, n*gga, I'm the sh*t
You ain't sh*t, your daddy ain't sh*t
your brother ain't sh*t, your money ain't sh*t
your lab ain't sh*t, your rings ain't sh*t
your gear ain't sh*t, your jewels ain't sh*t
your kicks ain't sh*t, your whips ain't sh*t
n*gga, I'm the sh*t...

[RZA] (Girl)
What the f*ck y'all birds talking about?
Get the f*ck out my house
'Fore I grab you by your hair and slap d*ck to your mouth
Bob Digi, yeah you know who is he
Girl, I f*cking slave trade your ass like Kizzy Kinte
(But wait, f*ck you motherf*cker)
You wish you could f*ck
B*tch, all you can do is d*ck s*ck
(Your ass can't f*ck, that's why your wife left your monkey ass)
F*ck that, you don't cook, you don't clean, or press my jeans
You don't scrub or wash clothes
Or buy food for making (???), b*tch
You don't read to the seeds
All you do is watch tv and smoke weed
Get your nails done and feet, scrub the hairweave
Sleep all day, eat, gain weight, can't breathe
Talking about you're going to leave?
Then b*tch leave! What the f*ck you're waiting for?
Hit the door, I ain't taking this sh*t no more!
Spending all my cream on Gucci, Phillies and Coach
Before you moved to my lab, b*tch, I ain't never seen a roach
Stains on my carpet, bathroom's more like a fish market
Take all the space in my closet, where the f*ck's your logic?
Disrespecting my old earth, aborted my child birth
And every day I catch my credit card inside your purse
You can't speak a sentence without a curse
Talking 'bout you're going to be a nurse
B*tch, to be a nurse you got to go to shool first!
When I first met you, you was a hoe
I tried to reform you, bomb you, warn you and teach you
But couldn't reach you, and you're still a hoe
Your father said you was a hoe
And when you leave me, b*tch you're gonna be a hoe
Celluloid and gargoyle feet, I'd rather beat my meat
That raggy ass p*ssy a starving dog wouldn't eat
Started with the body of a model
P*ssy tight as a pharmaceutical bottle
And you could swallow a whole avocado
And two forty ounce bottles
To the end of the world, which to I would follow
Now, when I f*ck you, the sh*t echos 'cause you p*ssy is so hollow
Turn your fat ass sideways
Your stressmarks are like the US highways
F*ck a new n*gga every friday
Talking 'bout bust a nut, b*tch I'll bust yo guts!
(You come so quick n*gga)
Wonder why I come so quick?
With that wide ass p*ssy and soggy tits?
I'm trying to get the sh*t over with, and go to sleep!
But when I'm with my real freak on the weekend
Bet that baby we f*ck for two and a half hours or three
You'd better study the 1-0-40 knowledge culture degree
About M-G-T, and G-C-C

'Cause you ain't sh*t, and your mother ain't sh*t
And your sister ain't sh*t, and your p*ssy ain't sh*t
That weave ain't sh*t, your ass ain't sh*t
Girl you ain't sh*t, your daddy ain't sh*t

[RZA] [Girl]
But f*ck it, yo
let me get this f*cking phone
Yeah, get the motherf*cking phone
Quit motherf*ckers in our f*cking
business. End the f*ck, or I'll pull
the motherf*cking chord out of the
Man, f*ck that motherf*cking socket.
Yo God, this b*tch is bugging I'm sick of this sh*t motherf*cker
Get the f*ck out, I'm throwing
all the sh*t on the motherf*cking
terrace, right now. I'm sick of
I'm on the phone! this sh*t, you and you sh*t out the
I'm on the phone! motherf*cking closet right now. My
Well f*ck you! name's on the motherf*cking (???) too
B*tch, get the f*ck out my n*gga, I don't give a f*ck, f*ck that
house man sh*t, you get the f*ck out my lab, all
these motherf*ckers sleeping in the
f*cking living room. My seeds run into
these motherf*ckers, these n*ggaz are
Yo, hey Hewey, hey Hewey in their dirty motherf*cking socks and
F*ck you, yo God, my b*tch... sh*t. F*cking dirty toilet seats and
This b*tch is stupid man sh*t. My seeds gotta sit on this sh*t.
Get these motherf*ckers out this
Give this f*cking crab ass motherf*cking lab now. Get the f*ck
girl the gas yo out. Every lat one of y'all mother-
You's a hoe b*tch! f*ckers. Get the f*ck out my lab.
Come on you's a hoe!
you'se a hoe Motherf*cker don't make me pick up
you'se a hoe this bottle. Don't make me pick up
you'se a hoe this motherf*cking bottle.
you'se a hoe
hoe! hoe!
hoe! hoe! bastard! bastard!
hoe! hoe! bastard!
f*ck you!
hoe! you f*cking bastard!
hoe! bastard! bastard!
f*ck you
Yo, yo, dunn, yo, yo, God
bastard! bastard! bastard!
She's stupid dunn you're f*cking dirty d*ck n*gga
Yeah you're f*cking stupid n*gga
You're f*cking stupid
You're f*cking stupid
We'll be back son Now that's right, tell that
We'll be back motherf*cker to call you back
'cause you ain't going to steal
this motherf*cking phone