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ol dirty's second verse on rawhide.

 

 

 

You're a crossbreed, I'm a knowledge 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 LARGE

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 welfare

Twenty-six years old -- still on welfare!

so I gotta get paid fully

Whether it's truthfully or untruthfully

With my Boston bloodthirsty process

P-E-A-C-E

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riff raff on hot shots part deux

 

Uh, Ruby Tuesday

Cinderella

Ballerina

Import important passports

Pasadena

Poppin' Fendi collars might be Berry Gordy

Pterodactyl dashboard

Seats, prehistoric

Dinosaur

Money cools the heart, but can't be too rude

Mind frame and attitude of a young Uncle Scrooge

You roody poo's get abused

Hulk Hogan

Ultimate Warrior

The eggs get boiled

Clash of the Titans

Conan the Destroyer

Turn tables with the young Clark Gable

Different mind fables

Syrup pours like maple

I'm watching cable

Plus my building marble housing structure

Prescription deductible

Rap game Dr.Huxtable

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You're a crossbreed, I'm a knowledge 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 LARGE

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 welfare

Twenty-six years old -- still on welfare!

so I gotta get paid fully

Whether it's truthfully or untruthfully

With my Boston bloodthirsty process

P-E-A-C-E

 

nah this one.

 

Yea, gotta come back to attack

Killin niggaz who said they got stacks, cause I don't give a fuck

[inhales] I wanna see blood, whether it's period blood

Or bustin your fuckin face, some blood!!

I'm goin out my FUCKIN mind!!

Everytime I get around devils [breathing hard]

Let me calm down, you niggaz better start runnin

Cause I'm comin, I'm dope like fuckin heroin

Wu-Tang Bloodkin, a goblin, who come tough like lambskin

Imagine, gettin shot up with Ol Dirty insulin [sucks air]

You bound to catch AIDS or somethin

Not sayin I got it, but nigga if I got it you got it!!

WHAT?!?

 

it's half the way he spits that made his style and this verse so dope.

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if you dont think it could happen, think again my son

be prepared for the worst thats yet to come

we want freedom, prophecies & ancient wisdom

cataclsym, niggas be like fuck the system..

 

i dont wanna be no movie star

i dont wanna drive no fancy car

i just wanna be free, to live my life - to live my own life

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if you dont think it could happen, think again my son

be prepared for the worst thats yet to come

we want freedom, prophecies & ancient wisdom

cataclsym, niggas be like fuck the system..

 

i dont wanna be no movie star

i dont wanna drive no fancy car

i just wanna be free, to live my life - to live my own life

 

Sick Dead Prez lyrics...here's another one I like:

 

I throw a Molotov cocktail at the precinct, you know how we think

Organize the hood under I Ching banners

Red, Black and Green instead of gang bandanas

F.B.I. spyin on us through the radio antennas

And them hidden cameras in the streetlight watchin society

With no respect for the people's right to privacy

I'll take a slug for the cause like Huey P.

while all you fake niggaz try to copy Master P

I want to be free to live, able to have what I need to live

Bring the power back to the street, where the people live

We sick of workin for crumbs and fillin up the prisons

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Let's hit the county building, gotta cash my check

Spend it all on a 40-ounce to the neck and

In retrospect I remember December being the hottest

Squad cars, neighborhood wars and stolen Mazdas

I tell you motherfuckers that life is full of hydraulics

Up and down, get a 64, better know how to drive it

I'm driving on E with no license or registration

Heart racing, racing past Johnny because he's racist

1987, the children of Ronald Reagan raked the leaves off

Your front porch with a machine blowtorch

You blowing on stress, hoping to ease the stress

He copping some blow, hoping that it can stretch

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dr. dooom- mental case

 

I have to show niggas, word G, I have to blow niggas

Tech 9's, Carbines, pointin in your fuckin faces

Thirty-eight Magnum butcher knife man, watch me stab em

Q his kid left there, with ambulances, by the wheelchair

Dangerous Action, I'm the movie, I'm the main attraction

Fuck up your front lawn with M&M's, Jiffy Popcorn

Piss in your mailbox, throw shitty Pampers every two blocks

Cut up your great dane, with charcoal out, leavin great flame

You fuckin bastard, don't fuck with me, you gettin blasted

Niggas get fucked up, you black niggas are actin white

Your Rolex gone, my project's on your airplane flights

First time you check out, baggage claim will throw your neck out

Cut off your bodyguards, fast start with razor scars

Come grab the submachines, Joe step to seminars

Niggas with diamonds, armed crackheads, clock y'all rhymin

Take your girl's necklace, stare at the cops, lookin reckless

Ass on the corner, think you safe workin at Warner Brothers?

Polygram building heard some shots, they want me to chill then

Security ran, Russell Simmons saw me in a black van

I ran the tight intersection, and caught a big erection

Spinnin on 3rd, Lexington, through the fuckin red

I'm in Manhattan, naked wigs, on my fuckin head

Streets full of traffic, drive on sidewalks, that's my habits

 

chorus:

Mental case, mental case

{Man, he be likin Campbell's soup, Apple Jacks

Double XL diapers}

Mental case, mental case

{Chocolate milk, porno films

Flintstone tablets}

Mental case, mental case

{Roscoe waffles and make them extra soft Oh-KAY?}

{Roscoe waffles.. and make them extra soft DUDE!}

{Make sure he gets a girl ohkay?}

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