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* - originally appeared on the Jerky Boys soundtrack, bonus cut on CD |
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* - was originally listed as a Wu-Tang Clan song |
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(Ol Dirty Bastard is doing a Martin Lawrence comedy skit from Raw) |
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(this is going on in the background during the Intro and part |
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of the first verse) |
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You know God damn well I don't smoke this shit Meth |
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*coughing* Know damn well I don't smoke this sheyit |
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Know damn well! |
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I remember when we used to go down to the creek |
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Member when we used to go down to the creek? |
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And used to dip your head in the water? |
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Everybody thought you had it in you, you know |
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You used to jump out the water |
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the water used to glisten alllllll over your bohhhhhhdy |
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What? I said the water used to glisten alllllll over your bohhhhhhdy |
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Intro: Ol Dirty Bastard |
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Clean out my vocals |
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Yeah, I said YEAH |
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I said zuckazuhzuhzuh, zuckazuhzuh |
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*more nonsense noises* |
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chkccha ckchcka Brooklyn, zucka Zoo |
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C'mon baby baby, baby, baby |
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Baby, baby, baby, c'mon! |
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Verse One: |
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Superlogical this, superlogical that |
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I detect a nigga dialect by the way he rap |
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I elect myself President MC |
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My career so intelligent, unique physique |
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Then with mathematics, not democratic |
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static, topic, Asiatic |
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Zssshuh, them unique, never leak, brlaharl... |
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Bring it on back |
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Superlogical this, superlogical that |
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I detect your dialect by the way you rappp! |
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I elect myself President MC |
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My career so intelligent, unique physique |
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Doin mathematics and I'm not democratci |
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No static, topic, I'm Asiatic |
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See, I'm Unique, never... blarhalal... |
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Verse Two: Method Man, Ol Dirty Bastard |
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Crazy, lurkin in the shadows, I'm shady, sheisty |
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Get your weight up, don't take me lightly |
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Blasted, dirty to the grain I be stained with the madness |
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It's the Meth-Tical with the Bastard |
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MZA MZA my name is the Ol Dirty Bas |
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My gammmmme, to kick your ass |
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Dnnah duh dnnh dnnh duh duh! |
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Dnnah dnh duh duh duh dahhhhhh! |
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Flip and relax, take an Ex-Lax, I'm shittin |
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on the industry that was frontin now they missin |
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What everybody else is gettin |
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Cuz they wasn't representin the real... |
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...appeal, like me and, old time |
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When it comes to the microphone who killed the swine? |
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Be the original G |
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Do the rhymin on time and in the place to be |
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Interlude: Old Dirty Bastard, Method Man |
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You are now in my trance |
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You are getting sleeeeeepyyyyyy |
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You are now getting sleeeepyyyyy |
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and sleeeeppieeerrrrr |
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And sleepy, and sleepy |
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Verse Three: Method Man |
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This one here's for my people, my people |
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Enter the 36 chambers, the sequel |
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Part two, for me and the cipher troop |
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With the Teflon lyrics that you can't get through |
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With the twenty-two automatic rap you pack, what? |
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You ain't hittin with that wack shit you kickin |
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Straight from the beginning, of the game |
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All the way to the ninth inning, I bring the pain |
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Dark like the midnight train on the track by the RZA |
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Diesel like Arnold Schwarzanegger |
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Outro: Ol Dirty Bastard |
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The hardware, choose the hardware |
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Ask you a question, test the Ason |
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Extra extra, read the drama and thennn another one |
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which you intrigue, do your rap fatigue in the... |
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ohhhh.... |
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Here I go, aauhhh |
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Yeahhh... |
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(shit that makes me high) *2 |
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*2 - leads into Harlem World on the album version |
