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Ol' Dirty Bastard

Russell Tyrone Jones (November 15, 1968 – November 13, 2004) was an American rapper and occasional producer, who went by the stage name Ol' Dirty Bastard, ODB, Ason Unique, Osirus, Rainman, and Big Baby Jesus. He was one of the founding members of the Wu-Tang Clan, a rap group primarily from Staten Island, New York that first rose to mainstream prominence with their 1993 debut album Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers). more »

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2005

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Sing the song, sing along with me 
Sing the song, sing the song with me 

When I'm with you baby, tell me why, tell me so 
I ask you to go high, you tell me to go low 
So I go low, [slurp], taste the shit 
Taste it again, I like it 
I'm the original G-O-D 
Making young ladies scream's my specialty 
When I go DUN DUN DUN DUH, girls get hype 
From the funky fresh music that was stereotyped 
When I kill, that ol' mad funky flow 
Not sayin Ason, duck duck disco 
Or disco duck, strictly hip hop 
Baby baby, I can't stop 
Wu, gots ta like come on through 
Soo, that's the call for the Wu 
I came here to rectify 
BROOKLYN ZOO, terrify 
Why, niggas want to get up and rap and rap and rap 
Man, f*ck that 
Shit, that I make it's the skit 
I want to see ya hands in the air, can ya dig it 
Let's sing the song 
Come on party people, all in together now, sing along 

Have you ever ever ever 
In your long legged life 
Had a bald headed bitch 
For your bald headed wife 

Gimme dat 

Who's the baddest motherfucka in the Brooklyn town 
And also representer of the Wu-Tang sound 
If you want to get up and get fucked up 
Last nigga got up and got shot up 
But you's a gangsta, on the boards I'll bang ya 
Mess with the Wu-Tanger, I'll hang ya 
You'll get shanked and spanked and alley-ooped 
I admire true niggas like Dre and Snoop 
Chamber number 9, verse 32 
Only speaks about BROOKLYN ZOO 
That a true nigga shall come through 
No-one is available to be compatible 

This is chamber number 9, verse 32 
Is what we call The Stomp 

The stomp is down 
Get down for your crown 
Stomp 

Brothas always playin with the microphone 
When it blows up in your face, [BOOM] you leave it alone 
You couldn't touch, this style is too much 
It's the rhymer, I don't give a crippled crab crutch 
Any nigga or niggarette 
Get burned to the brimecell like a cigarette 
Straight up and down, I don't play around 
Rhymin gets me paid madd bread by the pound 
Shout out to my crew, tight as a belt y'all 
Go by the name Big A, from the shelter

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