| Yeah! |
| I wanna let all y’all niggas know in here tonight
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| That this is that Wu-Tang shit
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| This that shit that’s gonna get you high
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| See when you stimulate your own mind for one common cause
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| You see who’s the real motherfuckers
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| See what you see is you what you see
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| (You nuh see it? Wu-Tang a-run tings!)
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| Be the original G
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| Rhymin' on timin' in the place to be
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| (Run blood claat tings!)
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| Ladies love seein' me!
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| You’re a crossbreed, I’m a knowledge seed
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| I want action! |
| That’s what I need
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| I never put doubt on my mind
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| 'Cause I know when I touch the mic, it’s the rhyme
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| See murder which is caused
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| When you fuck with the negative and positive charge
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| Then they came up out my garage
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| With the hit that’s gonna be large
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| Tired of sittin' on my fuckin ass
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| Niggas I know be runnin' around with mad fuckin' cash
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| Who the fuck wanna be an emcee
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| If you can’t get paid to be a fuckin' emcee?
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| I came out my momma pussy, I’m on welfare
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| Twenty-six years old-still on welfare
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| So I gotta get paid fully
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| Whether it’s truthfully or untruthfully
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| With my Boston bloodthirsty posse
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| Move 'em in, move 'em in
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| Move 'em out, move 'em out
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| Stick it up
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| Raw hide!
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| Yeah, gotta come back to attack
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| Killin' niggas who said they got stacks, 'cause I don’t give a fuck
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| I wanna see blood
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| Whether it’s period blood or bustin' your fuckin face
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| Some BLOOD!
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| I’m goin' out my fuckin' mind!
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| Every time I get around devils…
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| Let me calm down, you niggas better start runnin'
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| 'Cause I’m comin', I’m dope like fuckin' heroin
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| Wu-Tang Bloodkin, a goblin, who come tough like lambskin
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| Imagine, gettin' shot up with Ol' Dirty insulin
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| You bound to catch AIDS or somethin'
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| Not sayin I got it, but nigga, if I got it, you got it! |
| What!
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| Yo, check the bulletproof fly shit, strong like Thai Stick
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| Then I’ll remain to tear your frame while I freaks it
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| Like some fly new sneaks and shit
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| Now eat my shit, bitch tried to creep and got hit
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| Now regulate, and I’ll be out to set up a date
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| Wu-Tang is bangin' like a Ron G tape
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| RZA pump the shit just like a shotty
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| Watch me run it like John Gotti
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| Collidin' on the track like gin and watty
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| Check the calendar, I warn any challenger
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| To step up feel the blast from the silencer
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| Move 'em in, move 'em in
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| Move 'em out, move 'em out
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| Stick it up
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| Raw hide!
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| Comin' soon to a theatre near you, it be the Wu
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| Yeah, find yourself in the square and see it’s true
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| Actual facts to snack on and chew
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| My positive energy sounds peace to you
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| A wise man killed one horse and made glue
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| Wicked women puttin' period blood in stew
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| Don’t that make the stew witches brew?
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| I fear for the eighty-five that don’t got a clue
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| How could he know what the fuck he never knew?
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| God-Cypher-Divine come to show and come to prove
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| A mystery god that’s the work of Yacub
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| The Holy Ghost got you scared to death, kid, BOO!
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| Yeah, we always gotta keep it fly
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| Fly for you to feel what you wants to feel
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| See Wu-Tang'd like to thank, all the people across the country
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| All the people in America, all the people outside of America
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| For listenin' to our music
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| We gotta keep it fly for ya!
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| See this ain’t somethin' new
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| That’s just gonna come out of nowhere, no!
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| This is somethin' old! |
| And dirty!
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| And dirty!
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| Yeah |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rawhide, artist - Ol' Dirty Bastard. Album song The Dirty Story: The Best Of ODB, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп