Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ol' Dirty Bastard , by - Reggie BondsRelease date: 27.08.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ol' Dirty Bastard |
| But really i don’t know shit! |
| Im just a Ol’Dirty Bastard from the Devils Pit! |
| A rock on! |
| A rock on! |
| But really i don’t know shit! |
| Im just a Ol’Dirty Bastard from the Devils Pit! |
| (Verse 1: Reggie Bonds) |
| All my niggas they gangbang thinking like I should do the same thang! |
| Instead i give the truth in these quotes and try to maintain! |
| Wack rappers bang bang! |
| On some Chief Keef shit! |
| Chief keep the key to the gates but niggas peaking! |
| Preaching! |
| And they act like we don’t see the signs! |
| Leader minds! |
| But living in a world where they telling us that we the prob! |
| Lem! |
| I think Im going on a limb! |
| A piece of shit black head irritating the skin! |
| Of these white folks! |
| They hope the shit I kicks a type O! |
| They brainwashing the youth! |
| To think the real niggas is psychos! |
| Write slow! |
| Cause my daddy use to drink fast! |
| Wimp lash! |
| Seen em get mad! |
| And stick his foot in my moms ass! |
| The thought is harsh! |
| Hydrate they soul cause they body parched! |
| I kick it funky cause they need a fart! |
| The fumes! |
| A wake a nigga ass up in a quick fast! |
| Dead bodies on steet! |
| Police kill us and just laugh! |
| I’m kicking TRUTH! |
| (Hook: Reggie Bonds) (Repeat x2) |
| But really i don’t know shit! |
| Im just a Ol’Dirty Bastard from the Devils Pit! |
| A rock on! |
| Talk yo shit lil nigga! |
| A rock on! |
| Talk yo shit lil nigga! |
| But really i don’t know shit! |
| Im just a Ol’Dirty Bastard from the Devils Pit! |
| (Verse 2: Reggie Bonds) |
| It’s so amusing! |
| The thoughts is so confusing! |
| But the lies getting big as a bitch no respucha! |
| Respirators! |
| Denominators! |
| Numbers to a healthy life! |
| I hope this truth that I kick can elevate the flight! |
| We taking off! |
| Haaa! |
| Fake niggas I lunch on em! |
| The Gacy features! |
| Feasting! |
| Cause they know the hungry turn to leaches! |
| Turned the pen into a sword I’m chopping down trees! |
| And for that green they a sell they soul that’s the devils leaves! |
| I know the devils watching! |
| Entertain the entertainment! |
| They wish me luck! |
| (Break a leg) |
| Paul George in the making! |
| Not on no funny shit! |
| Just thought that line was kinda odd! |
| They wish me luck with they mouth! |
| But pray on my demise! |
| Dictating directions through the tube so we stay confused! |
| Everyday that I awake it’s lesser righteous on the news! |
| Ferguson just keep yo fight strong! |
| Rest In Peace to |
| Mike! |
| Brown! |
| Innocent child gunned down! |
| Let’s protect the youth! |
| (Hook: Reggie Bonds) (Repeat x2) |
| But really i don’t know shit! |
| Im just a Ol’Dirty Bastard from the Devils Pit! |
| A rock on! |
| Talk yo shit lil nigga! |
| A rock on! |
| Talk yo shit lil nigga! |
| But really i don’t know shit! |
| Im just a Ol’Dirty Bastard from the Devils Pit! |
| (Verse 3: Mick Jenkins) |
| Kill EM with the kindness, hit em with the visine try to cure the blindness! |
| Vicks for they chest red buzz for the sinus! |
| Galleria lines but I keep seeing Linus! |
| Minus! |
| Security blankets can’t let me sleep good! |
| Working i ain’t MACKING this ain’t fleet wood, know a whole fleet could pull up |
| on you im in these waters better know that we a stop that! |
| That rarely see me urban legend in this shit he be lock nest with it drown on |
| contact with it! |
| I den learned a lot of things but I’m not that gifted! |
| High off contact lifted off the information! |
| High off contact lifted off the information now what you gone do with it! |