[Intro: Ol Dirty Bastard, Shorty Shit Stain, and others]
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[the first line originally ended "Dirty Dancin" on Jerky Boys sountrack]
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Shit that makes me high
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(one two, one two)
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Yo, we gonna bring it down, to Harlem World
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Bust your fuckin chops
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Yo I remember when niggaz was lookin at themselves
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On Farmers, motherfuckers was wearin double goose
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Motherfuckers actin all rowdy
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I'm sayin though
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(one two, one two)
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The whole trip that was never shown
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I'm sayin though
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See cause the knife, is the knife, of all knives
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Most people gather around
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To hear the show, that is comin through your town
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(I was playin)
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See my name (what what?)
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Is somethin, that you won't know
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Unless you're dowwwwwwwwn, with the Brooklyn Zoo
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Other brothers come
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But never... come back
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(Introducing)
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So basically, what the Ol motherfuckin Dirty Bastard is sayin
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Is that if you fuck around (one two, one two)
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You're gonna get yo' ass fucked up
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So don't fuck around just lay down
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[Verse One: Ol Dirty Bastard]
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I remember (dnnah-dah) (dnh, duh, dnh, dnnah-dah)
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Not too long ago " "
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I went to a city " "
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And I saw a Wu-Tang show " "
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Now I always wanted " "
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To get, with, the band " "
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But niggaz was singin they own songs
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Bein in they own worlds
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So I guess I, I guess I, RARAARRRRAAHHH!!!
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The terminology, the psychology
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You still expect me to accept
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Do what I say off of TV, kay
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With the button on record and the other on
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Thus I press pause for a serious cause
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To respect an intellect with this gratifying
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Now that I'm ready let the music begin
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As I detect what I wrote with my
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Through the time that I spent, money that I lent
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Rap records went up just to bounce
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Then became a new way to get paid
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They said "Rhymin on the mic is the number one"
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Then a brother get the feeling that he want to play cool
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You discombumberated diabolical fool
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Hog-flesh MC, go play in the mud
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Another 20th century, modern day
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Cannibal, humanoid, underground
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Chud broke loose from the god damn
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Dope-fiend addict why you walk with
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Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome
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When the MC's came, to live out their name
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Roast rockin rhymes that was always
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When I elevated, and mastered the time
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You was stimulated from the high post
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You got shot cause you knew you were rot
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[Verse Two:]
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You're not the king of the diss
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Youse a queen of a bitch
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And like a homosexual
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Your ass always switch
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Niggaz wake up in the morning
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You're ugly-ass Gods
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Got slob around your mouth
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Blue code in your eye
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You can't smile your teeth too gritty
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Can't even move, drawers too shitty
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(you know what else) You're shaped like a thistle
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The holes in your drawers when you fuck been there since
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YOU DUCKIN SUCKIN MOTHERFUCKIN COLD-HEARTED FAGGOT
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Sperm germs on your worm DISINTEGRATED MAGGOTS
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Repeat your rhymes all the time like a FUCKIN parrot
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Phony gold chains only rated two carats
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You tell your friends that your home is like heaven
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Livin in the gutter sewer seven pipe eleven
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You wear your socks twelve days in a row
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Turn them on the other side so the dirt won't show
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Go to school, take a shit, don't wipe your ass
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Claimin on another sucka nigga in your class
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YOU WANNA BATTLE?
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Is it the pork on your fork, or the swine on your mind
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Make you rap against a brother with a weak-ass rhyme
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Swine on your mind, pork on your fork
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Make you imitate the brother in the state of New York
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Chain on your BRAIN, that drove you inSANE
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When you tried to CLAIM, for the talent and the FAME
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Not in the GAME, yet and still you CAME
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Suffer the PAIN, as I demolish your NAME
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Not like Betty Crocker, baking cake in the OV
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Sayin this is dedicated to the one I love
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Not a swine or dove, from the heaven's up above
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When I rap, people CLAP, so the pushers they shove
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When I rhyme I get LOOSE, better than Mother Goose
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Rock the mic day and NIGHT, so you see I'm the JUICE
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Like the two-six-EIGHT, politicians demonstrate
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[Outro:]
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Now hold up hold up hold up hold up
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What y'all niggaz don't seem to hear
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Is y'all can not FUCK with me
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I saiiiiiiiiiid
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ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
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Harlem World
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| Ol' Dirty Bastard |
