Do Rae Wu — текст песни (Ol` Dirty Bastard, RZA (Bobby Digital))

[Chorus: Ol` Dirty Bastard]
Frere Jacques, Frere Jacques
Do Rae Wu, Do Rae Wu
Digi lematina, Digi lematina
Ding dong ding, ding dong ding

[RZA]
Yo
The wick is lit, the bombs start to tick, tick, tick
Countdown, BZA Bobby `bout to spit
Explode every MC in a four mile radius
Still mad with stout like I`m Doctor Octavius
Place to brace, I could push on a rival plate
The pulse of a Digi stare, make a spiral break
Mouth the rhyme, blow his man outside the orbit
Who ever thought this thug hip-hop wasn`t goin` corporate
And gain weight like Chinese put on eight dragon
And `W` on the Flag and and everybody`s braggin`
Neightborhood wiggin` out cuz the God`s livin` out
Without biggin` out, Wu-Tang Clan biggin` out
Hollywood political wished off, It is Yourz
Ready for the next LP to hit stores
I got more serious, my smoke be furious
My night time walk should be named to Nigerious
It crucified you upside down on a wooden cross
Shouldn`t have doubted the trojan, threw you in a wooden horse
Ol` Dirty break these niggaz off
You be bitches dumb soft

[Chorus w/ RZA]

[Interlude: RZA]
BOODOODOODOO!!! Yo, yo, yo

[Ol` Dirty Bastard]
Who want me to show the reels? I do magic spells
Children love shootin` guns on devils kill
I want a girl that`s only too meak to squeal
And Wu-Tang keep that shit concealed
Roll with me in the drug mobile
Fuck my bitches, take it on the wheel
Played it all over the world until
Wu-Tang secret now revealed
O`s is killin` all people for head over heals
I`m not a `ciple with +Little Rascals+
Villians, all attracted to my shit for man silk repellent
I`m not the well-in, white boys can`t get with melon
I`m sayin` Wu-Tang is supreme to my wife and ho bitches on tour
To make sure, insure, that my wife got paid while I was ditch poor

[Chorus]

[Outro: Ol` Dirty Bastard]
Ding dong ding, ding dong ding
Ol` Dirty Bastard squashin` shit
Comin` at ya..



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