Ol Dirty Bastard lyrics
Ol Dirty Bastard lyrics
"Here Comes The Judge Lyrics"
D for Desire Lyrics
See the roses growing purposely Dreaming of the vase Blood-stained poet calls it vanity I'd call it yearning Rarest butterfly, steel his charm away Stab him under glass From within it
See the roses growing purposely Dreaming of the vase Blood-stained poet calls it vanity I'd call it yearning Rarest butterfly, steel his charm away Stab him under glass From within it
[Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard {Buddha Monk}]
I was drivin' an Accord cart, nominated at awards
Back in the days drivin' an Accord
Run-uhhn-uuhhn-uhhn, nominated at awards
Back in the days drivin' an Accord
Everybody rise (Wu-Tang)
(This slang) You know (this rhyme) you came to America
(that's our thang)
(I hang) And took over the black woman (and her reply)
(Is slang) The black woman wanted the Judge
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Swallows In A Heatwave Lyrics
I want to contributeto natural selection Find myself a razor Watch swallows in a heatwave Meet the rebel leaders They're coming cause they need us Ooohooooohoooooo Ooohooooohoooooohey runnin' from the cops
They run, runnin', run, runnin', runnin', runnin'
Here Comes the Judge [x8]
{Give it to me now}
[Ol' Dirty Bastard (girl)]
Here comes my Mac
I don't need this shit owned by stack
I don't need you to monitor my perimeter (I wanna car for mine)
Got me Accord, take me to judge
[sniff] Sittin' broke
Nominated at awards
Back in the days drivin' Accords
I didn't have no
I didn't have no life to live
Bastard C'Mon
Aaahhhhhhhhaahhhhhhh
[Break: Buddha Monk (Ol' Dirty Bastard)]
Hey hey excuse me Russell Jones
Will you please calm down and tell the story?
Just the story (heh heh)
We want nothing else, just the story
(No disrespect Judge)
(Police-police-police)
(Police-police-police)
(Dirty ass, Dirty ass, Dirty ass)
"I come camoflauged" -->
(Dirty scorpian)
"Uh uh Judge you oughta peep me, sir don't you remember me"
"No who are you boy?"
"Well I'm the baller that introduced you to your wife"
"To my wife? Get a life you son of a bitch"
[Buddha Monk]
Yo, start the attack with dirt up cats thats wack
Wants to be a gun blazer but jacks the flavor tracks
I numb out frames, don't blame it on the coccaine
What is sure to be
I want to contributeto natural selection Find myself a razor Watch swallows in a heatwave Meet the rebel leaders They're coming cause they need us Ooohooooohoooooo Ooohooooohoooooo
They run, runnin', run, runnin', runnin', runnin'
Here Comes the Judge [x8]
{Give it to me now}
[Ol' Dirty Bastard (girl)]
Here comes my Mac
I don't need this shit owned by stack
I don't need you to monitor my perimeter (I wanna car for mine)
Got me Accord, take me to judge
[sniff] Sittin' broke
Nominated at awards
Back in the days drivin' Accords
I didn't have no
2004 Lyrics
[I-Con] Apocalyptic, born to spit it Niggas thinking the Lord did it Regardless of their efforts to be the hardest, critics Y'all with it, if not my verbs spit shots Give your ass the equvalent o
thing to give[I-Con] Apocalyptic, born to spit it Niggas thinking the Lord did it Regardless of their efforts to be the hardest, critics Y'all with it, if not my verbs spit shots Give your ass the equvalent o
I didn't have no life to live
Bastard C'Mon
Aaahhhhhhhhaahhhhhhh
[Break: Buddha Monk (Ol' Dirty Bastard)]
Hey hey excuse me Russell Jones
Will you please calm down and tell the story?
Just the story (heh heh)
We want nothing else, just the story
(No disrespect Judge)
(Police-police-police)
(Police-police-police)
(Dirty ass, Dirty ass, Dirty ass)
"I come camoflauged" -->
Opportunity Nox Lyrics
Well, I like you, I couldn't think of anything but you For a week I was in love with your hairdo I couldn't chew those muffins I used to I knew I was way over the moon When I met you, when I met you, I
[Zoo Keeper]Well, I like you, I couldn't think of anything but you For a week I was in love with your hairdo I couldn't chew those muffins I used to I knew I was way over the moon When I met you, when I met you, I
(Dirty scorpian)
"Uh uh Judge you oughta peep me, sir don't you remember me"
"No who are you boy?"
"Well I'm the baller that introduced you to your wife"
"To my wife? Get a life you son of a bitch"
[Buddha Monk]
Yo, start the attack with dirt up cats thats wack
Wants to be a gun blazer but jacks the flavor tracks
I numb out frames, don't blame it on the coccaine
What is sure to be