Tytuł: Raw hide

• Wykonawca: Ol' Dirty Bastard
• Wyświetleń: 301

  
   feat. Method Man & Raekwon the Chef
  
  Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard + (some Jamaican woman)
  
  Yeah!
  I wanna let allllll y'all niggaz know in here tonight
  that this is that Wu-Tang shit
  This that shit that's gonna get you high... {*echoes*}
  See when you stimulate your own mind, for one common cause
  You see, who's the real motherfuckers
  See what you see, is you what you see
  (Can I say it? Wu-Tang a-run tings!)
  Be the original G
  Rhymin on timin and in the place to be
  (Run blood claat tings!)
  they love see meeeeeeee!
  
  [Ol' Dirty Bastard]
  You're a crossbreed, I'm a knowledge seed
  I want ACTION, that's what I need
  I never put doubt in my mind
  cause I know when I touch the mic there's the rhyme
  see murder which is caused
  when you fuck with the negative and positive charge
  Then they came up, out my garage
  with the hit that's gonna be LARGE
  Tired of sittin on my fuckin ass
  Niggaz I know, be runnin around with mad fuckin cash
  Who the FUCK wanna be an emcee
  if you can't get paid, to be a fuckin emcee?
  I came out my momma pussy -- I'm on welfare
  Twenty-six years old -- still on welfare!
  so I gotta get paid fully
  Whether it's truthfully or untruthfully
  With my Boston bloodthirsty process
  P-E-A-C-E
  
  Chorus: Method Man
  
  Move em in move em in
  Move em out move em out
  Stick it up {*whip sound*} raw hide!
  
  [Ol' Dirty Bastard]
  Yea, gotta come back to attack
  Killin niggaz who said they got stacks, cause I don't give a fuck
  {*inhales*} I wanna see blood, whether it's period blood
  or bustin your fuckin face, some blood!!
  I'm goin out my FUCKIN mind!!
  Everytime I get around devils {*breathing hard*}
  Let me calm down, you niggaz better start runnin
  Cause I'm comin, I'm dope like fuckin heroin
  Wu-Tang Bloodkin, a goblin, who come tough like lambskin
  Imagine, gettin shot up with Ol Dirty insulin {*sucks air*}
  You bound to catch AIDS or somethin
  Not sayin I got it, but nigga if I got it you got it!!
  WHAT?!? {*echoes*}
  
  [Raekwon the Chef]
  Yo, check the bulletproof fly shit, strong like thai stick
  then I'll remain to tear your frame, while I freaks it
  like some fly new sneaks and shit
  Now EAT my shit, bitch tried to creep and got hit
  Now regulate, and I'll be out to set up a date
  Wu-Tang, is bangin like a Ron G tape
  RZA pump the shit just like a shotty
  Watch me run it John Gotti
  Collidin on the track, like gin and watty
  Check the calender, I warn any challenger
  to step up {*whoosh*} feel the blast from the silencer
  
  Chorus
  
  [Method Man]
  Comin soon to a theatre near you it be the Wu
  Yeah find yourself in the square and see it's true
  Actual facts to snack on and chew
  My positive energy sounds peace to you
  A wise man killed one horse and made glue
  Wicked women puttin period blood in stew
  Don't that make the stew witches brew?
  I fear for the eighty-five that don't got a clue
  How could he know what the fuck he never knew?
  God-Cypher-Divine come to show and come to prove
  A mystery god that's the work of Yacub
  The Holy Ghost got you scared to death kid boo!!
  
  Outro: Ol' Dirty Bastard
  
  Yeah, we always gotta keep it fly
  Fly for you to feel, what you wants to feel
  See Wu-Tang like to thank, all the people across the country
  All the people in America, all the people outside of America
  for listenin to our music
  We gotta keep it fly for ya
  See this ain't somethin new
  that's just gonna come out of nowhere, no!!!
  This is somethin OLD, and DIRTY!!
  and DIRTY!!
  Yeah..