[Ol' Dirty Bastard] Yo y'all niggas can't do what I do, straight up But if you're ready to roll with me Know what I'm saying Y'all got to obey Dirt Dog
Mom and Dad don't look so hot these days They're getting over the hill Death is closing in and catching up As far as I can tell Got a plan of action
Out here we don't hear anything But the clicking of the rain against the leaves And the way each other breathes But you've got to listen Make this home
I wanna be bad and not even care I wanna go out of my head somewhere I wanna go crazy like the dogs in the yard I wanna cut the rope but it's getting
Niente che vada mai nel verso giusto Almeno per me Non resisto pi, gi una ora che Sto girando vuoto, nella testa solo tu Sempre pi sull'acelleratore
Dogs with bones ? they got what I want They take it slow and just let it flow And cats with claws ? they just wanna play There's cats and dogs in authority
Those jealous dogs, always on the alert Tattle tale rights They'll take your back and leave your shirt Like that jealous bitch Always wanting more The
Oh, peace is a dirty word She used to be a painted bird, yeah And war, she's a whore Don't you know we love her more and more? Peace is a dirty word
How many time do I have to lie Before you believe me? And how many time do you have to beat me Before I learn how to play? And where are the authorities
Wrong words Out of confusion Yeah, I risk losing The flesh you wear so well Lost words Eating away with no patience Noone mentions Our hearts like
Sailing on my every step. Inching off of the earth. Is magnified by the things I've done. The thing that I've become. Every lift of my hand. Coffee cup
Down. Fall by the wayside no getting out. Down. Cry me a river dried up and dammed. The names can be changed but the place is still the same. I am loaded
You should be happy with what you got... You should be hard to be a brother... You should be happy with what we give you... Hand over my face. I am related
I'm a good old dog Runnin' down the road Barkin' at the moon Runnin' Wild I'm a good old dog Got nothin' to do with any of you Caress my head, and I'
I heard it's getting windy so I'll set and watch you blow I will chain you to my boat I will carry you back home And I won't say I love you cause it's
Homeless and alone, hungry and cold Born to die To die in the gutter Dying of exposure in the cold night Homeless and alone, hungry and cold Left for
Summoning the Hounds of Hell To do my deadly deeds In the magic pentagram I plant satanic seeds Summing forth the elements Lightning, thunder and rain
I hope you stay in charge of your mouth I hope you stay in charge of it When nothing's fluid you drink yourself through it Outside you draw, draw yourself