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OL DIRTY BASTARD lyrics : "Harlem World [*]"

%#@! that makes me high
[one two, one two]
Yo, we gonna bring it down, to Harlem World

Bust your $#[email protected] chops
Yo I remember when ^!$$%z was looking at themselves
on Farmers, mother$#[email protected] was wearing double goose

Mother$#[email protected] acting all rowdy
I'm saying though
[one two, one two]

The whole trip that was never shown
I'm saying though
See cause the knife, is the knife, of all knives

Most people gather around
To hear the show, that is coming through your town
(I was playing)

See my name [what what?]
Is something, that you won't know
Unless you're dowwwwwwwwn, with the Brooklyn Zoo

Other brothers come
But never... come back
(Introducing)


So basically, what the Ol mother$#[email protected] Dirty [email protected]&! is saying
is that if you $#[email protected] around [one two, one two]

You're gonna get yo' $$# $#[email protected] up
So don't $#[email protected] around just lay down


Verse One: Ol Dirty [email protected]&!
I remember (dnnah-dah)(dnh, duh, dnh, dnnah-dah)
Not too long ago " "

I went to a city " "
And I saw a Wu-Tang show " "
Now I always wanted " "

To get, with, the band " "

But ^!$$%z was singing they own songs

being in they own worlds
So I guess I, I guess I, RARAARRRRAAHHH!!!
The terminology, the psychology

you still expect me to accept
Do what I say off of TV, kay
with the button on record and the other on

thus I press pause for a serious cause
to respect an intellect with this gratifying
now that I'm ready let the music begin

as I detect what I wrote with my
through the time that I spent, money that I lent
rap records went up just to bounce

then became a new way to get paid
they said "Rhyming on the mic is the number one"
Then a brother get the feeling that he want to play cool

you discombumberated diabolical fool
Hog-flesh MC, go play in the mud
Another 20th century, modern day

Cannibal, humanoid, underground
chud broke loose from the god damn
dope-fiend addict why you walk with

Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome
when the MC's came, to live out their name
roast rocking rhymes that was always

when I elevated, and mastered the time
You was stimulated from the high post
You got shot cause you knew you were rot


Verse Two:
You're not the king of the diss

Youse a queen of a (*##$
And like a homosexual
Your $$# always switch

^!$$%z wake up in the morning
You're ugly-ass Gods
Got slob around your mouth

Blue code in your eye
You can't smile your teeth too gritty
Can't even move, drawers too %#@!ty

(you know what else) You're shaped like a thistle
The holes in your drawers when you $#[email protected] been there since
YOU DUCKING SUCKING MOTHER!#@*ING COLD-HEARTED FAGGOT
Sperm germs on your worm DISINTEGRATED MAGGOTS
Repeat your rhymes all the time like a !#@*ING parrot

Phony gold chains only rated two carats
You tell your friends that your home is like heaven
Living in the gutter sewer seven pipe eleven
You wear your socks twelve days in a row
Turn them on the other side so the dirt won't show

Go to school, take a %#@!, don't wipe your $$#
Claiming on another sucka ^!$$% in your class
YOU want to BATTLE?
Is it the pork on your fork, or the swine on your mind
Make you rap against a brother with a weak-ass rhyme

Swine on your mind, pork on your fork
Make you imitate the brother in the state of New York
Chain on your BRAIN, that drove you inSANE
When you tried to CLAIM, for the talent and the FAME
Not in the GAME, yet and still you CAME

Suffer the PAIN, as I demolish your NAME
Not like Betty Crocker, baking cake in the OV
Saying this is dedicated to the one I love
Not a swine or dove, from the heaven's up above
When I rap, people CLAP, so the pushers they shove
When I rhyme I get LOOSE, better than Mother Goose

Rock the mic day and NIGHT, so you see I'm the JUICE
Like the two-six-EIGHT, politicians demonstrate

Outro:
Now hold up hold up hold up hold up
What y'all ^!$$%z don't seem to hear
Is y'all can not !#@* with me

I saiid
aLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
Can't $#[email protected] with me

I want to give a shout out to my ^!$$% Door, Door, Door
Buddah Monk, Buddah Monk, Buddah Monk
Yo, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack

For the ^!$$%z who's here
And the girls who's out there
Throw your hands in the air
Cause this one is more fly
Fly, fly
Flyyyyy, flyyyy
Flyyyyyyyyahhahayhahhhha

BZZZZT
Wooo!

Get your $$# in the house boy, I told you
Get your $$# in the house! Get, get, in the god damn house boy!
Last $#[email protected] time I'm gonna talk to you you hard-headed mother$#[email protected]


Come on daddy?
I didn't mean nothing by it
But when it come to... $#[email protected] with you MC's

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