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[Ol Dirty
I'll grab and the mic and now I damage you, cut your whole
comes the medical examiner
One verse then out for the count
(Bring the ammonia) make sure he sniffs the right
Wake him up and I ask him
Why did he this --
competition to get an ass kickin so
Boy you bother this
me alone like the (son said G or he'll be fatherless!)
I got the asiatic flow mixed disco
Roll up on the like the Count of Monte Crisco
and MC's start to
(I stepped up to a jet kid, started speakin spanish!
Yo he wasn't Panama
I him how he get so dark, the nigga said suntama!
He so fast, you made me laugh)
Ha-ha-ha, HARARRRH (then I ass!)
(Kick the hundred rhymes
I brought out the in him
Caught him with a strong deadly venom
Told him enter the
Witness the Shaolin slang, that'll crush the you bring)
I watch ass take a big fall, why?!
My Source, is like a friendly game of stickball
And as you up to bat man (I play the riddler)
You try to do me for a rhyme (then change to Hitler)
Go out like Nazi; be wishin your fuckin ass
stayed and played (Yahtzee!)
Or watchin Days sweatin (Poxie)
with Ralphie and Richie Cunningham, and (Chachi)
Wu, who? Me gettin wreck so I'm
Like a ten and a half foot, gettin in a (shoe)
(Now picture THAT a Minolta)
Have your ass doin Night Fever shit like John Travolta
I come strong I knowledge born, I flip the script
and rock on P.M. (past the fucking Dawn)
Pass the Hammer you're broke down, niggaz my what what
understand it here's the panaroma
(A complete view of how I you)
Should of to those fuckin kids who tried to (beat you)
I bust that ass before
(You ran to Texas and came back but the chainsaw!)
And want to perform a
Better be coming with some motherfucking shit that's
Crush the who did em, well you just better
So I'm to your (raggedy ass jetta)
Put the pedal to the
You and your DJ change your name to Ma and Pa
as I (pass the bone, your every measure)
It's not a Newport but still live with pleasure
(C'mon don't be silly, a bag of sensimilli
Rolled up in a) Philly
(I used to write all the when I smoked
Grab the mic, then I kinda went for broke
With visually concepts strongest rhymes and
Lyrically speakin, to four rhymes then choke
Some they be harmin this, claimin they be bombin this)
But still remains a-nom-ynous
I pull strings Jimi Hendrix
Ride more beats go backs to the days of Eddie Kendricks
I teach the to the youth, I say (hey youth)
Here's the truth, better start (bullet proof)
Arm with a shield
(Before you get trapped up) just like the Children in the