Ol Dirty Bastard lyrics
Ol Dirty Bastard lyrics
"Harlem World Lyrics"
Somebody Nobody Wants Lyrics
I'm just a somebody nobody wants (Nobody wants me) nobody wants me Everybody that I see Seems to have someone but me Arm in arm they walk along Why does life treat me so wrong? Wish somebody wanted me Because I just don't wanna be Another somebody nobody wants (Nobody wants) Saturday's another night Just like any other night Everybody's feelin' great Everybody's got a date All of them have fun but me Why why why must I be Just another somebody nobody wants (Nobody wants) (x2): Feel like my heart's about to
I'm just a somebody nobody wants (Nobody wants me) nobody wants me Everybody that I see Seems to have someone but me Arm in arm they walk along Why does life treat me so wrong? Wish somebody wanted me Because I just don't wanna be Another somebody nobody wants (Nobody wants) Saturday's another night Just like any other night Everybody's feelin' great Everybody's got a date All of them have fun but me Why why why must I be Just another somebody nobody wants (Nobody wants) (x2): Feel like my heart's about to
Intro: Ol Dirty Bastard Shorty Shit Stain and others
(the first line originally ended "Dirty Dancin" on Jerky Boys sountrack)
Shit that makes me high
[one two one two]
Yo we gonna bring it down to Harlem World
Bust your fuckin chops
Yo I remember when niggaz was lookin at themselves
on Farmers motherfuckers was wearin double goose
Motherfuckers actin all rowdy
I'm sayin though
[one two, one two]
The whole trip that was never shown
I'm sayin though
See cause the knife, is the knife, of all knives
Most people gather around
To hear the show, that is comin through your town
(I was playin)
See my name [what what?]
Is somethin, that you won't know
Unless you're dowwwwwwwwn, with the Brooklyn Zoo
Other brothers come
But never... come back
(Introducing)
So basically, what the Ol motherfuckin Dirty Bastard is sayin
is that if you fuck around [one two, one two]
You're gonna get yo' ass fucked up
So don't fuck around just lay down
Verse One: Ol Dirty Bastard
I remember (dnnah-dah)(dnh, duh, dnh, dnnah-dah)
Not too long ago " "
I went to a city " "
And I saw a Wu-Tang show " "
Now I always wanted " "
Somethings Wrong Lyrics
James Taylor There's something in the way she moves, Or looks my way, or calls my name, That seems to leave this troubled world behind. And if I'm feeling down and blue, Or troubled by some foolish game, She always seems to make me change my mind. And I feel fine anytime she's around me now, She's around me now Just about all the time And if I'm well you can tell she's been with me now, She's been with me now quite a long, long time And I feel fine. It isn't what she's got to say But how she thinks and where she's been To me, the words are nice, the way they sound I like to hear them best that way It doesn't much matter w
James Taylor There's something in the way she moves, Or looks my way, or calls my name, That seems to leave this troubled world behind. And if I'm feeling down and blue, Or troubled by some foolish game, She always seems to make me change my mind. And I feel fine anytime she's around me now, She's around me now Just about all the time And if I'm well you can tell she's been with me now, She's been with me now quite a long, long time And I feel fine. It isn't what she's got to say But how she thinks and where she's been To me, the words are nice, the way they sound I like to hear them best that way It doesn't much matter w
To get, with, the band " "
But niggaz was singin they own songs
bein in they own worlds
So I guess I, I guess I, RARAARRRRAAHHH!!!
The terminology, the psychology
you still expect me to accept
Do what I say off of TV, kay
with the button on record and the other on
thus I press pause for a serious cause
to respect an intellect with this gratifying
now that I'm ready let the music begin
as I detect what I wrote with my
through the time that I spent, money that I lent
rap records went up just to bounce
then became a new way to get paid
they said "Rhymin on the mic is the number one"
Then a brother get the feeling that he want to play cool
you discombumberated diabolical fool
Hog-flesh MC, go play in the mud
Another 20th century, modern day
Cannibal, humanoid, underground
chud broke loose from the god damn
dope-fiend addict why you walk with
Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome
when the MC's came, to live out their name
roast rockin rhymes that was always
when I elevated, and mastered the time
You was stimulated from the high post
You got shot cause you knew you were rot
Verse Two:
You're not the king of the diss
youse
I Cheat The Hangman Lyrics
Patrick Simmons The days grow short, the nights are gone Since you were here, I can't go on I cried for you, to no avail Now my life runs cold when the night winds wail But I cheat the hangman, cheated him many times before The bell that tolls the hour has turned sweet lips to sour Yes, I cheat the hangman and even when life has flown away I leave a kiss behind The rain that fell upon my stone Like tears you cry I shared alone I walk the night, I cannot sleep The love you spend you cannot reap The glow of love will then shine Lighted windows stare at the lonely stranger there returning home O
a queen of a bitch Patrick Simmons The days grow short, the nights are gone Since you were here, I can't go on I cried for you, to no avail Now my life runs cold when the night winds wail But I cheat the hangman, cheated him many times before The bell that tolls the hour has turned sweet lips to sour Yes, I cheat the hangman and even when life has flown away I leave a kiss behind The rain that fell upon my stone Like tears you cry I shared alone I walk the night, I cannot sleep The love you spend you cannot reap The glow of love will then shine Lighted windows stare at the lonely stranger there returning home O
And like a homosexual
your ass always switch
Niggaz wake up in the morning
you're ugly-ass Gods
Got slob around your mouth
blue code in your eye
You can't smile your teeth too gritty
Can't even move, drawers too shitty
(you know what else) You're shaped like a thistle
The holes in your drawers when you fuck been there since
YOU DUCKIN SUCKIN MOTHERFUCKIN COLD-HEARTED FAGGOT
Sperm germs on your worm DISINTEGRATED MAGGOTS
Repeat your rhymes all the time like a FUCKIN parrot
Phony gold chains only rated two carats
You tell your friends that your home is like heaven
Livin in the gutter sewer seven pipe eleven
You wear your socks twelve days in a row
Turn them on the other side so the dirt won't show
Go to school, take a shit, don't wipe your ass
Claimin on another sucka nigga in your class
YOU WANNA BATTLE?
Is it the pork on your fork, or the swine on your mind
Make you rap against a brother with a weak-ass rhyme
Swine on your mind, pork on your fork
Make you imitate the brother in the state of New York
Chain on your BRAIN, that drove you inSANE
When you tried to CLAIM, for the talent and the FAME
Not in the GAME, yet and still you CAME
Suffer the PAIN, as I demolish your NAME
Not like Betty Crocker, baking cake in the OV
Sayin this is dedicated to the one I love
Not a swine or dove, from the heaven's up above
When I rap, people CLAP, so the pushers they shove
When I rhyme I get LOOSE, better than Mother Goose
Rock the mic day and NIGHT, so you see I'm the JUICE
Like the two-six-EIGHT, politicians demonstrate
Outro:
Now hold up hold up hold up hold up
What y'all niggaz don't seem to hear
Is y'all can not FUCK with me
I saiiiiiiiiiid
ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
can't FUCK with me
I wanna give a shout out to my nigga Door, Door, Door
Buddah Monk, Buddah Monk, Buddah Monk
Yo, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack
For the niggaz who's here
And the girls who's out there
Throw your hands in the air
Cause this one is more fly
Fly, fly
Flyyyyy, flyyyy
Flyyyyyyyyahhahayhahhhha
BZZZZT
Wooo!
Get your ass in the house boy, I told you
Get your ass in the house! Get, get, in the god damn house boy!
Last fuckin time I'm gonna talk to you you hard-headed motherfucker
C'mon daddy?
I didn't mean nothin by it
but when it come to... FUCKIN with you MC's