[Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard / RZA]
"Yo, check this out, my name is the Ol' Dirty Bastard
Youknowhatimsayin, when I rhyme, when I, when I get down for my crown
I come out crazy like a, like a tiger, or something, knowhatimsayin
No, no, nobody can even F' with me, straight up and down
You knowhatimsayin', so that's how we coming in, knowhatimsayin?"
From the heart of Medina, to the head, to the east
To the plaza houses, a/k/a the Mountain
To the rugged lands of Shaolin, yo
We rock all, all, all in together now
Got played, got fresh, up---
[Verse 1: GZA]
The world was bugging off this Wu-Tang nigga on the rock
That was just another spot on the motherfucking block
You forgot Cash Rule nigga? Toss seven figures
He pull a trigger to make that account, get bigger
Had babies to feed, kept a bitch with need
Thousands shows booked, promoters on speed
His hands was in everything, including some pussy
From the Brazilian wax, to the uncombed bushy
From down state, psychiatric
Who tried to put a code on his brain until he cracked it
Now the media wanna view him like they knew him
And his head nurse, wanna sue him 'cause she blew him
Ever since he walked on stage, he was just a loose cannon
Wild drunk staggerin', nigga who kept standin'
Class clown who erase chalk from the board
The only choir member that sing off chord (We were)
"Yo, check this out, my name is the Ol' Dirty Bastard
Youknowhatimsayin, when I rhyme, when I, when I get down for my crown
I come out crazy like a, like a tiger, or something, knowhatimsayin
No, no, nobody can even F' with me, straight up and down
You knowhatimsayin', so that's how we coming in, knowhatimsayin?"
From the heart of Medina, to the head, to the east
To the plaza houses, a/k/a the Mountain
To the rugged lands of Shaolin, yo
We rock all, all, all in together now
Got played, got fresh, up---
[Verse 1: GZA]
The world was bugging off this Wu-Tang nigga on the rock
That was just another spot on the motherfucking block
You forgot Cash Rule nigga? Toss seven figures
He pull a trigger to make that account, get bigger
Had babies to feed, kept a bitch with need
Thousands shows booked, promoters on speed
His hands was in everything, including some pussy
From the Brazilian wax, to the uncombed bushy
From down state, psychiatric
Who tried to put a code on his brain until he cracked it
Now the media wanna view him like they knew him
And his head nurse, wanna sue him 'cause she blew him
Ever since he walked on stage, he was just a loose cannon
Wild drunk staggerin', nigga who kept standin'
Class clown who erase chalk from the board
The only choir member that sing off chord (We were)
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