| Lyrics: | [Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard (singin)]
Reunited cuz it feels so good
Reunited cuz we're
understood
There's one perfect thing
and children this one is it
We both we're so
excited cuz
we're reunited, hey! hey!
[Ol' Dirty Bastard]
I'm known on the
microphone as the rap professor
Casual dresser, you may dress fresher
The way that I speak
this shit is energetic
My physique of meat is quick atheletic
Remove all MC's who
disapprove
that my funky fresh particle always have the groove
You're jealous over me
because you're not a competitor
You're just a donor, I'm the rap editor
Tryin to rock the
mic when you get an appetite
All negative on the mic, I dislike
Try to rock the mic but only
will reduce
Try to get loose, you juice as a youth
Not knowin to yourself that you shall be
frozen
I'm the MC warrior, who has been chosen
to rock and shock beats, polite when I
recite
Sulfur MC's, you are down right, out right
Try to be talkative, there's no
alternative
Hide until I forgive, this motive
I am unique with the perfected
physique
The objective of my rhyme is my own technique
I maintain the paradise on this
Earth
with the shut the fuck up style for what this shit is worth
Watch a nigga catch a
purse
Super-hero niggaz die
Do my dirt, get away and multiply
You bitches, ya nice
guys
Always want bitch, because ya need mine
I pleased on how I get up on the stage and fuck
up the show
Cuz nobody can't fuck with me!
You bootleggin buyin motherfuckers, don't do that
with me
with all these child-support cases I got, I needs my money!
Earl for ages, a 100 and
down, sacrifice ya baby to the underground
The best kept secret, how does it fee |
