[Ol´ Dirty Bastard] Yeah, now we´re gonna give a shout out, knowumsayin´? Def Jam, knowumsayin´? Niggas like Method Man, Redman
Say all the artists here, knowumsayin´? Bacon Lot, knowumsayin´? I don´t need no introductions, Cat Whuuuuut
I´m sittin´ in my west, I´m analyzin´ thoughts I´m sippin´ off a quart that I just had bought I´m thinkin´ of the moment, things soar in that head I feel assurin´ durin´, also glad Yes, feel assured by knowin´ I won Cuz there´s no one who can fuck wit A-Sun I´m not bein´ pushy but I´m born to boss You need A-Sun, oh yes, well of course Don´t see the riot, everyone keeps quiet If you don´t believe nigga, get hyper and try it Yes it is me, a total fresh MC Yo, I´m born to be, MC history
Rhyming on time because that´s the deal You´re only as fresh as your ass feel Other MC´s, you are bound to fall Cuz your real world is not a world at all
[1 - Street] Drunken Master, styles causin´ street disaster Blaze cut faster than a fairy slasher Tai-chi, Kung Fu fighting, ODB hands quick as lightenin´ Techique too deadly Iron fist blew the pawn, switch styles like lay long Let´s get it on, heavy chow broke, it´s not ´bout Shadow boxin´, better punch, you need oxegen, try again When yu catch the second wind, I´ll break you in
[Masta Killa] Approach the mic slow, it´s about to blow One foot crow crane, anti-chain movement Restore the ming, some take this thing for joke Serious men deep in thought, misunderstood, held the fork He´s too defensive, too mean, you didn´t, now it´s a scene These cats over here got glock holdin´ him down These niggas scheming, I´m seeing everything Ten steps ahead, on the wall smokin´ my Agent high told best friend of the wine
[Method Man] Still drunk offa cheap wine Holdin´ front lines, niggas wanna front, fine Fuck wit me and mine, rain on your sunshine Swine nigga´s come as hard as a pork rind
Can you dig it? Only five percent live it While the rest of you fake niggas try to get it Now fuck around
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[Ol´ Dirty Bastard] Down wit the All In Together Now Crew The GZA, the RZA, me of course too The thing I´m analyzing is strickly Hip Hop That´s what´s made, well made is on my workshop You was unable plus earn advance Just to touch the untouchable kip hop dance They´re sayin´ of the utmost, truly I´m the utmost Have you ever caught the hip hop holy ghost Man, I mean really, that shit is mad hype Especially when you find yourself rhymin´ over mics
I became a wrecker through my amplifier Break it down base, treble through my dancer That´s one new dance, it´s to my Black Magic music It´s not classic, arabic, or basic It´s strickly thickly, dirty and districkly If not don´t you pick me and forget me