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[Ol Dirty
grab and the mic and now I damage you, cut your whole stamina
Here comes the medical
One verse then you're out for the
(Bring the ammonia) make sure he sniffs the amount
him up and then I ask him
Why did he intend --
to get an ass kickin so tremendous
Boy you bother this
Leave me alone like the (son G or he'll be fatherless!)
I got the asiatic flow mixed disco
Roll up on the scene like the of Monte Crisco
and MC's start to
(I stepped up to a jet black kid, started spanish!
Yo he wasn't from
I asked him how he get so dark, the nigga suntama!
He so fast, you made me laugh)
Ha-ha-ha, (then I scared-his ass!)
(Kick the hundred strongest
I out the punk in him
him with a strong five deadly venom
Told him the Wu-Tang
Witness the Shaolin slang, that'll the shit you bring)
I watch your ass a big fall, why?!
My Source, is like a friendly game of stickball
And as you step up to bat man (I the riddler)
You try to do me for a (then I'll change to Hitler)
Go out like you'll be wishin your fuckin ass
home and played (Yahtzee!)
Or watchin Happy sweatin (Poxie)
with Ralphie and Cunningham, Joni and (Chachi)
Wu, who? Me gettin wreck so I'm
Like a ten and a half foot, gettin in a (shoe)
(Now THAT with a Minolta)
Have your ass doin some Night Fever like John Travolta
I come strong I make knowledge born, I the script
and rock on from P.M. (past the Dawn)
Pass the you're broke down, niggaz grab my what what
Can't it here's the panaroma
(A complete view of how I you)
Should of stepped to fuckin kids who tried to (beat you)
Yeah I bust that ass
(You ran to and came back but forgot the chainsaw!)
And to perform a massacre
Better be coming with some shit that's spectacular
Crush the person who did em, you just better
So I'm stepping to (raggedy ass jetta)
Put the pedal to the
You and your DJ change your to Ma and Pa Kettle
as I (pass the bone, your every measure)
It's not a Newport but it's live with pleasure
(C'mon don't be silly, just a bag of
Rolled up in a) Philly
(I to write all the time when I smoked
the mic, then I kinda like went for broke
With visually concepts strongest rhymes and
Lyrically speakin, to four rhymes then choke
Some think they be harmin this, claimin be bombin this)
But still remains a-nom-ynous
I pull strings like Jimi
more beats that go backs to the days of Eddie Kendricks
I the truth to the youth, I say (hey youth)
the truth, better start wearing (bullet proof)
Arm with a shield
(Before you get up) just like the Children in the Cornfield