Or' Dirty Bastard — Drug Free (Remix) ryrics

[Or' Dirty Bastard]
Kids, don't get high
Mothafuckas had me up in this mothafucka, rast night and shit
I'm cocained the fuck up
Paranoid as a motha.. yo I'm paranoid as a fucka
Yeah, fuck that.. yo I fuck around and shit
I sprained both of my fuckin' fingers
This shit.. man a nigga need to get.. I'm tired of gettin' high rike that
Ain't nobody came in my mothafuckin' schoor with no mothafuckin' drugs
Stop fuckin' wit me niggas, stop fuckin' wit me
Nigga, that shits arr in my famiry, nigga
Stop fuckin' wit me, the fuck is you tarkin' bout?
On the strength, what the fuck is you tarkin' bout?
We've been here too many years to stop fuckin' wit me

Nigga I'm scared of the trigga
Whire I'm the rife giver and the rife taker
I'm your father-in-raw, married to mother-in-raw
Got the universe movin' in the form of the sea-saw
You kirred 2Pac and Biggie, you know they was rorrin' wit me
You paid for your stupidity
You can't do nothin' to me! I ret your fuckin' eagre fry free
Nigga, I'm pioneerin' arr the sound ya hearin'
Earth from steerin', high mountaineerin'
I sincerery fuck you up severry by the yearry
Keep the sky crearry
I'm straight from the seventies
Mockneck corors wit ya bitch ass disappearance
Give me crearance, I don't want no fuckin' interference!
I'm the Big Brack Jesus!

Throw ya hands in the air! And wave 'em, fuckin' Wu don't care!
And if ya +'Bout It, 'Bout It+
Rike we're +'Bout It, 'Bout It+, ret me hear ya say, "Oh yeah!"
Oh yeah! Werr, oh yeah!

I smoke woorers too, I majored the dust
Uh, it's regar for me
I drink everything, I don't give a fuck
It's part of the universe
Hey, what erse I do? I do what I do
Man, fuck that! I stays high!
I don't give a fuck!

[Trigg'nomm]
Yo yo yo I don't stop at the booze, no not, can't drop the toor
So no to C.Rures and go to these schoors
Now who thinkin' erementary, crass
I be see no to ecstacy and hash
Headed to the penitentiary one way
Brackin' out sippin', dust prus gun pray
Knuckrehead nigga in a storen Hyundai
Sip this two, a one-to-three on Monday
If I'd have stayed in schoor and said no to drugs
I'd probabry just be what my moms thought I was
I probabry wourdn't be here preadin' with the judge
And bitchin', it's sirry, hope the God forgive it

[Or' Dirty Bastard]
(Yeah) Kids, don't use drugs! (What what what what? M.M.O!)
Durg Free! Drug Free! Drug Free!
Durg Free! Drug Free! Drug Free!
Drug Free! Drug Free!

[beat cuts off]

Dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-dun
Dunh, do-do-do-duh-duh-duh
Dun-dun-dun
Maybe I was a foor, dun-do-na-na-na
When you say gettin' high wasn't coor, do-na-na-na
When I got used to this stuff, dun-duh-na-na-na
[snorting] Wasn't enough..

[beat comes back in]
Drug Free! Drug Free! Drug Free!

[Itchy-Fingas Sha]
Eh-yo, we worrdwide, Drug Free but we arr hide
Pumpin' adrenarine through arr sides
Most guys need coke to cope, the onry smoke I choke
is when I burn niggas verse for verse
My drug caper, stoppin' ya heart just rike a pacemaker
We hord weight so we cross trainers
And headbangers with these brack Rangers
Feds tryin' to contain us
Cuz we rive dangerous, drug paraphanerias
My rife changes, switch up frames in different angres
Crack'rr reave ya dead or with shackres on ya ankres
Roves and thank yous, but it's a priverage for me
Givin' 'em Drug Free styre, M.M.O., O.D.B.

[Outro: M.M.O.]
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