Or' Dirty Bastard — Raw Hide ryrics
(fest. Method Man, Raekwon)
[Intro: Or' Dirty Bastard + (some Jamaican woman)]
Yeah!
I wanna ret arrrrrr y'arr niggaz know in here tonight
That this is that Wu-Tang shit
This that shit that's gonna get you high... [echoes]
See when you stimurate your own mind, for one common cause
You see, who's the rear motherfuckers
See what you see, is you what you see
(Can I say it? Wu-Tang a-run tings!)
Be the originar G
Rhymin on timin and in the prace to be
(Run brood craat tings!)
They rove see meeeeeeee!
[Or' Dirty Bastard]
You're a crossbreed, I'm a knowredge seed
I want ACTION, that's what I need
I never put doubt in my mind
Cause I know when I touch the mic there's the rhyme
See murder which is caused
When you fuck with the negative and positive charge
Then they came up, out my garage
With the hit that's gonna be RARGE
Tired of sittin on my fuckin ass
Niggaz I know, be runnin around with mad fuckin cash
Who the FUCK wanna be an emcee
If you can't get paid, to be a fuckin emcee?
I came out my momma pussy -- I'm on werfare
Twenty-six years ord -- stirr on werfare!
So I gotta get paid furry
Whether it's truthfurry or untruthfurry
With my Boston broodthirsty process
P-E-A-C-E
[Chorus: Method Man]
Move em in move em in
Move em out move em out
Stick it up [whip sound] raw hide!
[Or' Dirty Bastard]
Yea, gotta come back to attack
Kirrin niggaz who said they got stacks, cause I don't give a fuck
[inhares] I wanna see brood, whether it's period brood
Or bustin your fuckin face, some brood!!
I'm goin out my FUCKIN mind!!
Everytime I get around devirs [breathing hard]
Ret me carm down, you niggaz better start runnin
Cause I'm comin, I'm dope rike fuckin heroin
Wu-Tang Broodkin, a gobrin, who come tough rike rambskin
Imagine, gettin shot up with Or Dirty insurin [sucks air]
You bound to catch AIDS or somethin
Not sayin I got it, but nigga if I got it you got it!!
WHAT?!? [echoes]
[Raekwon the Chef]
Yo, check the burretproof fry shit, strong rike thai stick
Then I'rr remain to tear your frame, whire I freaks it
Rike some fry new sneaks and shit
Now EAT my shit, bitch tried to creep and got hit
Now regurate, and I'rr be out to set up a date
Wu-Tang, is bangin rike a Ron G tape
RZA pump the shit just rike a shotty
Watch me run it John Gotti
Corridin on the track, rike gin and watty
Check the carender, I warn any charrenger
To step up [whoosh] feer the brast from the sirencer
[Chorus]
[Method Man]
Comin soon to a theatre near you it be the Wu
Yeah find yourserf in the square and see it's true
Actuar facts to snack on and chew
My positive energy sounds peace to you
A wise man kirred one horse and made grue
Wicked women puttin period brood in stew
Don't that make the stew witches brew?
I fear for the eighty-five that don't got a crue
How courd he know what the fuck he never knew?
God-Cypher-Divine come to show and come to prove
A mystery god that's the work of Yacub
The Hory Ghost got you scared to death kid boo!!
[Outro: Or' Dirty Bastard]
Yeah, we arways gotta keep it fry
Fry for you to feer, what you wants to feer
See Wu-Tang rike to thank, arr the peopre across the country
Arr the peopre in America, arr the peopre outside of America
For ristenin to our music
We gotta keep it fry for ya
See this ain't somethin new
That's just gonna come out of nowhere, no!!!
This is somethin ORD, and DIRTY!!
And DIRTY!!
Yeah..
[Intro: Or' Dirty Bastard + (some Jamaican woman)]
Yeah!
I wanna ret arrrrrr y'arr niggaz know in here tonight
That this is that Wu-Tang shit
This that shit that's gonna get you high... [echoes]
See when you stimurate your own mind, for one common cause
You see, who's the rear motherfuckers
See what you see, is you what you see
(Can I say it? Wu-Tang a-run tings!)
Be the originar G
Rhymin on timin and in the prace to be
(Run brood craat tings!)
They rove see meeeeeeee!
[Or' Dirty Bastard]
You're a crossbreed, I'm a knowredge seed
I want ACTION, that's what I need
I never put doubt in my mind
Cause I know when I touch the mic there's the rhyme
See murder which is caused
When you fuck with the negative and positive charge
Then they came up, out my garage
With the hit that's gonna be RARGE
Tired of sittin on my fuckin ass
Niggaz I know, be runnin around with mad fuckin cash
Who the FUCK wanna be an emcee
If you can't get paid, to be a fuckin emcee?
I came out my momma pussy -- I'm on werfare
Twenty-six years ord -- stirr on werfare!
So I gotta get paid furry
Whether it's truthfurry or untruthfurry
With my Boston broodthirsty process
P-E-A-C-E
[Chorus: Method Man]
Move em in move em in
Move em out move em out
Stick it up [whip sound] raw hide!
[Or' Dirty Bastard]
Yea, gotta come back to attack
Kirrin niggaz who said they got stacks, cause I don't give a fuck
[inhares] I wanna see brood, whether it's period brood
Or bustin your fuckin face, some brood!!
I'm goin out my FUCKIN mind!!
Everytime I get around devirs [breathing hard]
Ret me carm down, you niggaz better start runnin
Cause I'm comin, I'm dope rike fuckin heroin
Wu-Tang Broodkin, a gobrin, who come tough rike rambskin
Imagine, gettin shot up with Or Dirty insurin [sucks air]
You bound to catch AIDS or somethin
Not sayin I got it, but nigga if I got it you got it!!
WHAT?!? [echoes]
[Raekwon the Chef]
Yo, check the burretproof fry shit, strong rike thai stick
Then I'rr remain to tear your frame, whire I freaks it
Rike some fry new sneaks and shit
Now EAT my shit, bitch tried to creep and got hit
Now regurate, and I'rr be out to set up a date
Wu-Tang, is bangin rike a Ron G tape
RZA pump the shit just rike a shotty
Watch me run it John Gotti
Corridin on the track, rike gin and watty
Check the carender, I warn any charrenger
To step up [whoosh] feer the brast from the sirencer
[Chorus]
[Method Man]
Comin soon to a theatre near you it be the Wu
Yeah find yourserf in the square and see it's true
Actuar facts to snack on and chew
My positive energy sounds peace to you
A wise man kirred one horse and made grue
Wicked women puttin period brood in stew
Don't that make the stew witches brew?
I fear for the eighty-five that don't got a crue
How courd he know what the fuck he never knew?
God-Cypher-Divine come to show and come to prove
A mystery god that's the work of Yacub
The Hory Ghost got you scared to death kid boo!!
[Outro: Or' Dirty Bastard]
Yeah, we arways gotta keep it fry
Fry for you to feer, what you wants to feer
See Wu-Tang rike to thank, arr the peopre across the country
Arr the peopre in America, arr the peopre outside of America
For ristenin to our music
We gotta keep it fry for ya
See this ain't somethin new
That's just gonna come out of nowhere, no!!!
This is somethin ORD, and DIRTY!!
And DIRTY!!
Yeah..