Lyrics of 'Domestic Violence' by Rza

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

[RZA] (Girl)
What the f**k y'all birds talking about?
Get the f**k out my house
'Fore I grab you by your hair and slap dick to your mouth
Bob Digi, yeah you know who is he
Girl, I f**king slave trade your ass like Kizzy Kinte
(But wait, f**k you motherf**ker)
You wish you could f**k
Bitch, all you can do is dick suck
(Your ass can't f**k, that's why your wife left your monkey ass)
F**k 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 (???), bitch
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 bitch leave! What the f**k you're waiting for?
Hit the door, I ain't taking this shit no more!
Spending all my cream on Gucci, Phillies and Coach
Before you moved to my lab, bitch, 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**k'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
Bitch, 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, bitch you're gonna be a hoe
Celluloid and gargoyle feet, I'd rather beat my meat
That raggy ass pussy a starving dog wouldn't eat
Started with the body of a model
Pussy 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**k you, the shit echos 'cause you pussy is so hollow
Turn your fat ass sideways
Your stressmarks are like the US highways
F**k a new nigga every friday
Talking 'bout bust a nut, bitch I'll bust yo guts!
(You come so quick nigga)
Wonder why I come so quick?
With that wide ass pussy and soggy tits?
I'm trying to get the shit over with, and go to sleep!
But when I'm with my real freak on the weekend
Bet that baby we f**k 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 shit, and your mother ain't shit
And your sister ain't shit, and your pussy ain't shit
That weave ain't shit, your ass ain't shit
Girl you ain't shit, your daddy ain't shit

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