歌手:Ol' Dirty Bastard
专辑:《Return to the 36 Chambers》

作词 : Ol' Dirty Bastard/True Master/D. Harris
作曲 : Ol' Dirty Bastard/True Master/D. Harris
I bust that ***** a*s right now
Ain't none of them *****z can't **** with me
What? *****, you could never **** with me, my *****
I'll **** you up right now, what? What? What?
Bust your mother****in' a*s, boy, I ain't no mother****in' joke
You know who you talkin to? Ol' Dirty Bastard, y'knahmsayin?
I'll **** you up right now, yeah, what? What?
I'm the one-man army, Ason
I've never been tooken out, I keep MCs lookin' out
I drop science like girls be droppin' babies
Enough to make a ***** go crazy
Energy buildin', takin' all types of medicines
Your a*s thought you were better than
Ason, I keep planets in orbit
While I be comin' with teeth, bitin' more ****
Enough to make break ya, shake ya a*s
Cause I create, rhymes good as a Tasty Cake, mix
This style, I'm mastered in
*****s catchin' headaches, what? What? You need aspirin?
This type of pain, you couldn't even kill with Midol
**** around get sprayed with Lysol
In your face like a can of mace, baby
Is it burnin'? Well **** it, now you're learnin'
How, I don't even like your mother****in' profile
Gimme my ****in' ****, ch ch blaow
Not seen an' heard, no one knows
You forget, *****z be quiet as kept
Now you know nothin', before you knew a whole ****in' lot
Your a*s don't wanna get shot
A lot of MCs came to my showdown
To watch me put your ****in' a*s low down
As you can go, below zero
Without a doubt I've never been tooken out
By a *****, who couldn't figure
Yo, by a *****, who couldn't figure
Yo, by a *****, who couldn't figure
How to pull a ****in, gun trigger
I said, "Get the **** outta here"
***** wanna get too close, to the utmost
But I got stacks that'll attack any wack host
Introducin', yo, **** that *****'s name
My hip hop drops on your head like rain
An' when it rains, it pours, 'cause my rhymes hardcore
That's why I give you more of the raw
Talent that I got will rizock the spot
MCs I'll be burnin', burnin' hot
Whoa, lemme like, slow up with the flow
If I move too quick, oh, you just won't know
I'm homicidal when you enter the target
*****, get up, act like a pig tryin' to hog ****
So I take yo' a*s out quick
The mics, I've had it, my *****, you can s*ck my d**k
If you wanna step to my mother****in' rep'
Ch ch blaow, blaow, blown to death
You got shot cause you knock, knock, knock
"Who's there?", another mother****in' hard rock
Slackin' on your mackin', 'cause raw's what you lack
You wanna react? Bring it on back
Shame on you, when you step through to
The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
Shame on you, when you step through to
The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo