Lyrics:
[Chorus - Ol' Dirty Bastard & (Pharrell)]
Operator! (operator!) get the police! (she so fine!)
Operator! (operator!) get the police! (she so fine!)
sir, but that line is busy.
KWIRK
But I have a direct line, I?m the Captain. Operator! Operator! Operator! Did you hear that, Smock? Are my people
Gotta move on cuh the world keeps spinning, take it from the streets but the streets in him
Had to tell a queen just keep grinning, cuh your self-esteem
African male with a path destined for Hell
You can tell from his past that this nigga was born to fail
Neglected by god but he still continued
Spoken
"Hello, Operator, give me room 321, please, thank you Hello, Noble Lumpkin? This here is the illustrious Potentate. I said it's the illustrious
real baby, hell yeah
Money coming in from everywhere
Diamonds coming in from everywhere
Im smoking dope Im from Africa
Im looking good Ima bastard
All
sir, but that line is busy.
KWIRK
But I have a direct line, I?m the Captain. Operator! Operator! Operator! Did you hear that, Smock? Are my people
Hello
This is the operator with a collect call from the
LA County jail from Tommy
Will you accept the charges?
Theory of relativity
( Припев первого куплета)
I'm a mad psycho
I'm a mad demon
I want to kill witches
I want to kill the Devil
I want to kill bastards from Hell
Call me
tried to call you
Long distance operators that only stall you
Besides the damn rates are so high
They just appall you
And I'm having a hell
WHAT HE STANDS FOR.
DIRTY BASTARD
THE DEGENERATE OUT THE CLAN
KNOW NO MASTER..
NEVER BOW OR KISS THE HAND
TYPICAL BASTARD...
FELL THROUGH HELL WITHOUT
OF DIRT ALL HAIL! ROCKNROLL LONG LIVE THE BASTARDS OF BEALE ALL HAIL! ROCKNROLL LONG LIVE THE BASTARDS OF BEALE REVELERS RAISING HELL, DRINK NIRVANA FROM
Applause when that ass get to clapping
Tossed up sipping from my chalice
Super head I’m a big fanatic
I need a route to see foreign lands
Bad as hell doing
and let me state how I do it
Sit back and just listen to the music
You get sucked up in this melody
Hell'll be the ones that lay down and get caught up in
reaching, reaching my goals
This girl from high school trying to spin the block, I said oh hell no
I put that shit on like a, but I ain't no, I'm yo, I'm yo
Bastard Rising!!
Behold the Bastard liar
With rats at his feet
Surrounded with black fire
No hell low enough for me
Naive trust paramount
Brings
move fast, yeah we move faster
Can't stop 'til we beat you bastards
Fuck with me and meet your master
Won't come last, we move right past ya
Destroy
feel my Knees
I made a cake in my cell on my B'Day turnin' 23
I gave dem bastards hell no way in hell that they forgetting me
They love me I done came up
No I cannot step aside
Damn my bastard pride
From the middle of nowhere
He rides it all alone
From the edges of somewhere
He's grindin' flesh
pretty well
And I've sung 'em straight from my heart
And I'm standing here exposed to the world
Waiting for applause to start
So what in hell is wrong with
Arthur, son of Uther Pendragon, from the castle
of Camelot. King of the Britons, defeator of the Saxons,
sovereign of all England!
GUARD #1: Pull
long does forgiveness take?
Forever
Dirt bikes and pizza
I die
No supervision
I die
Slingshots and lighters
I die
No masters for bastards
I die
Things
never rest 'til the bastards rot below
Wrapped in veil and vine
Undying reverence
Walking blind into entropy
There's no recourse from an absent god
Just
I’mma Pick 6
Lil nigga
You a Take 5
Operator living psychedelic
Gimme brain time
I’m all out in Philly
Where I’m from
Niggas take dimes
It’s okay
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