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OL DIRTY BASTARD lyrics : "Cuttin' Headz"

(feat. Rza)

Here it is

Where's it at?
In the back
Got a stack

The Dirty [email protected]&!
Yo you [email protected]&! flip the phat track
Here I go, here I go, whether friend whether foe

Let them know that I flow over the rainbow
Hit the deck
Aw, yep, (ch-ch plow) from the Tek, takin heads, takin necks

What the $#[email protected] they expect?
I don't know
I don't care

I won't fall
I won't stare at a ho, less I know that I'm going to the mo-
T-t-tel, cause I'm lousy, technique is drowsy

Stop tryin to foul me
Sayin that we're lousy
But I'm a tyrant, defiant, walkin New York Giant

President of the Wu
But I'm also a client
It's the Wu, what, you knew what, you do what, what, who, what, what

I don't give a flying $#[email protected]
About a chump, cause this heart only pumps Kool-Aid
Snatch a kid by the braids, and cut his head off


Rhymes is rugged like burnt buildings in Harlem
The Ol Dirty [email protected]&! from the Temple of Shaolin

Dirty to the brain like drops of acid rain
Clang, clang, clang, rhymes pluckin at your brain
So take a sip from the cup of death

And when you're shaking my right hand, I'll stab you with the left
(Whirr whirr whirrr!) Red alert! Red alert!
Ason comin straight from the dirt

Once I go berzerk, mad brothers got hurt
Nuthin new in ninety-two
It's time to do the work

Trails of vatos scream once I hop on the scene
And fear the return of the fatal flying guillotine
Mr. Milli, that means I'm also militant

Don't wear no suit and tie, I'm no gentleman
Gettin laid, takin heads, that's my hobby
Punch a brother in the face who call me Robbie

I be the RZA, call me that cuz-I
Never liked the name I recieved from my poppa
Dirty deluxe, yo, I'm huntin for ducks

Snatchin devils up by the hair, then cut his head off

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