Yo, are you taping baby?
Baby, are you taping?
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Baby baby cmon, baby cmon, baby cmon
What the fuck anybody wanna do?
Right motherfucking now!
Ahhah
Im the dog, whos ahead of the Lords
Dirty Bastard from the Wu-Tang squad
Can I get raw, yes I get Dirty to the floor
Rhymes, hittin on your mind, you could never ignore
Hip-hop to me is like a place to be
My specialty from me to you is emcee
Say what you wanna say ah, baby say ah
I flip the microphone-ah, any day ah
Im mad swift because I got that gift of gab
Niggaz get mad, your ass stink never had
This talent that I got will resound the spot
MCs, you got paid a lot
You ever notice a black man damn mostly slams
When it come to the money yo it aint funny
Its what you gotta do what you got to do
Cmon, can I get a Wu-Tang?
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, its on your brain
I get riggy-diggy raw when its time to get
On the dance floor shotgun kill the shit
Blaow, then you wont step to me
Thinking is he really raw as he said hed be
If I wasnt really raw, standing here on the floor
Youd be like, boo he aint no hardcore
Niggaz play like they live but wont survive
Jumpin up and down ticklin that jive when you ticklin gab
Im an average man, G O D fan
Let it be known whos the champ, Wu-Tang Clan
Its coming through and Wu, boy its bad too!
Throw your hands in the air, if you dont care
Who, the Ol Dirty Bastard be
Oh me on my, you be hoppin on my shit just like a fly
Bzzzzt, all around
The dirtiest stinkin sound down to the ground
What what, what you wanna do?
What you wanna do when Im coming for you?
Im gonna give it to you, baby, baby
Baby