Dirty Soul

Lyrics

[Intro: Masta Killa] Shit... thank you, thank you, thank you Yeah, you see, when I think about soul music There's a few people that I would like to mention Brothers and sisters, solo or group That had an effect on my life I would like to begin by showing my utmost respect and love To my universal soul sisters, beautiful sisters like Chaka Khan, Aretha Franklin, Miss Millie Jackson Patti LaBelle, Miss Betty White, Glady Knight Tina Marie, and Miss Mary J. Blige Soulful groups like, Isley Brothers, Blue Birth, Blue Magic The O'Jays, Emotions, Rolls Royce, The Delfonics Parliament, and the Jackson 5 Now, we gon' move on to my soul brothers Soul brothers like, brother Barry White Isaac Hayes, Curtis Mayfield, James Brown, Mr. Stevie Wonder Al Green, Teddy Pendergrass, Marvin Gaye The legendary Sam Cooke, Otis Redding, Rick James Bitch, and my man R. Kelly Now when it comes to the soul Rhere's one more brother in particulart hat I have to mention And he just happens to be my brother Ason Unique Known to the world as the Ol' Dirty Bastard See if RZA would've threw some shit like this on He would've went crazy and probably said something ill type He would've probably said... [Verse 1: Masta Killa] My beats slamming from the rugged programming The man Bob Marley, hey my man, I'm jammin' You can never test my stamina, while I'm ramming the Hip hop crowd, make me rah rah rah Other MC's got flipped with the ease Begging me for mercy, God, stop the music please No, 'cause I'm a pro, back to the convo Make the crowd say ho, at a strip show Represent, his name is Ason, keep calm Rhyme come smokey, funky like a stink bomb Boom, blowing up niggas, mad bullets in the trigger So you better run for cover! Niggas got loose in they ass, felt the glass A full account sprout, yo, yo, yo, money, yo pass Woo, woo, woo, hospitalized Is he gonna live Doc? No, the nigga dies Maximum those MCs populating Minimum those MCs I'm dominating So all in together now, who, what, what, who Rhyme come stinky like a girl poo [Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard & Masta Killa] Hippa to the hoppa and you just don't stoppa Hippa to the hoppa and you just don't stoppa Hippa to the hoppa and you just don't stoppa Hippa to the hoppa and you just don't stoppa [Outro: Masta Killa] Yeah, yeah, yeah, you already Aiyo, special love and dedication shout to Mama Cherry We love you Popa Wu, Brooklyn Zu, we already 12 O'Clock, 60 Sec., Murdock, Shit, Buddha Monk Zu Ninjaz, and all the seeds, there seeds, whole family, man You know it don't stop, stop, yeah Yeah