Текст песни Ol` Dirty Bastard - Dirty and Stinkin`
Ol` Dirty Bastard - Dirty and Stinkin` слова песни
(feat. 62nd Assassin)[ODB:]Yo, this ain`t a Wu-Tang type slang, know what I`m sayin?I wanna just represent the whole Clanyou know what I`m sayin?The GZA, Prince Rakeem, you know what I`m sayin?, Ghostface KillahShallah Raekwon, Inspectah Deck, Baby-U, Method Man, 12 O`ClockDirty O`, 62nd Assassinater, know what I`m sayin?, style is comingBoomThis recorded and it`s dirty and it`s stinkin`, funkier than regularAbuse, so I was thinkin` - about, droppin` this single on the chartslettin ya know, hey! - the kid has heart, I never deny myself as beingDope, but in my last jam, didn`t slep on my notesYou thought that I was weak, huh?, let me speakMy rhymes come funkier than ya grandfathers feet, so listen misterDon`t you ever forget the rhyme is dirty, you couldn`t even clean itWith Comet, for even more axe, some try AjaxOnly mix with the best, 48-tract-yaI get down with the 8 sole soundsLyrics that be flowin` from miless around, so let the musicShut ya ass up, then feel the uppercut, now I make ya fall to ya rutt[62nd Assassin:]Cabush!!!!, can I get up? - Oof!! - Crazy Stouf!!Mad chamerz comin` at ya!, a 62nd Assassiner, strap into ya staminerA hardcore freakin` avenor, tearin` up the vibe for setWit the mystery of Chess, -Boxin` at your mutherfuckin` textThen ya slip, when I flip, only on that combatic shitRhymes comin straight from the fuckin` pits, so toggle upDon`t puddle up, better yet just duck, I`m callin all earth-formsHuh!, I don`t play games, I make pain, or migrainesStick it to ya ass like pain`s, who in the hell did, ever drop shitRammin` the mic, with 5 fingers of death, then bombed shitLike big momma, ya long gone, along with desert stormBut have ya not heard, Word is bond[ODB:]62nd Assassinator, comin` at a theatre near youIt`s Dirty and it`s Stinkin`, YeahIt`s Dirty and it`s Stinkin`, YoIt`s Dirty and it`s Stinkin`, YesIt`s Dirty and it`s Stinkin`(I wanna tell ya somthin`)Yo!, Let me continue, verse number 2, style is wild, dirty stinkinLike (? - doodoo), If ya hangin` around, ya change ya mindIt is a bad influence, but yo!, it`s my rhymeI sit down and I say to myself (self), yoare you ready to top ya self?I drop the single for you to get a dose of, As I lay backLike a pillow on a sofa, gettin` paid?, yehhh!, right, would it?Why asking me, G? what, what, what, what, you know meMy mouth is sugar, sweet as a honey bee, taste like a fortyStinkin` like Old-E`!, but I drink Ol` English so I speak Ol` EnglishYou gotta be Dirty and Stinkish, and if it`s not, well I guess I`m notThe A-S-O-N my friendsIt`s Dirty and it`s Stinkin`It`s Dirty and it`s Stinkin`, BabyIt`s Dirty and it`s Stinkin`, YesIt`s Dirty and it`s Stinkin`, I saidIt`s Dirty and it`s Stinkin`It`s Dirty and it`s Stinkin`Over and overWu-Tang comin through ya town