Текст песни Damage - Ol' Dirty Bastard
Peace
(peace!)
(Dirty,
Ol
Dirty
Bastard)
(The
Genius!
Genius)
The
Genius
(The
Genius,
the
Genius)
I'll
grab
and
the
mic
and
now
I
damage
you,
cut
your
whole
stamina
Here
comes
the
medical
examiner
One
verse
then
you're
out
for
the
count
(Bring
the
ammonia)
make
sure
he
sniffs
the
right
amount
Wake
him
up
and
then
I
ask
him
Why
did
he
intend
this
--
Competition
to
get
an
ass
kickin
so
tremendous
Boy
you
shouldn't
bother
this
Leave
me
alone
like
the
(son
said
G
or
he'll
be
fatherless!)
I
got
the
asiatic
flow
mixed
with
disco
Roll
up
on
the
scene
like
the
Count
of
Monte
Crisco
And
MC's
start
to
vanish
(I
stepped
up
to
a
jet
black
kid,
started
speakin
spanish!
Yo
he
wasn't
from
Panama
I
asked
him
how
he
get
so
dark,
the
nigga
said
suntama!
He
responded
so
fast,
you
made
me
laugh)
Ha-ha-ha,
HARARRRH
(then
I
scared-his
ass!)
(Kick
the
hundred
strongest
rhymes
I
brought
out
the
punk
in
him
Caught
him
with
a
strong
five
deadly
venom
Told
him
enter
the
Wu-Tang
Witness
the
Shaolin
slang,
that'll
crush
the
shit
you
bring)
I
watch
your
ass
take
a
big
fall,
why?!
My
Main
Source,
is
like
a
friendly
game
of
stickball
And
as
you
step
up
to
bat
man
(I
play
the
riddler)
You
try
to
do
me
for
a
rhyme
(then
I'll
change
to
Hitler)
Go
out
like
Nazi;
you'll
be
wishin
your
fuckin
ass
stayed
Home
and
played
(Yahtzee!)
Or
watchin
Happy
Days
sweatin
(Poxie)
With
Ralphie
and
Richie
Cunningham,
Joni
and
(Chachi)
Wu,
who?
Me
gettin
wreck
so
I'm
through
Like
a
ten
and
a
half
foot,
gettin
in
a
seven
(shoe)
(Now
picture
THAT
with
a
Minolta)
Have
your
ass
doin
some
Night
Fever
shit
like
John
Travolta
I
come
strong
I
make
knowledge
born,
I
flip
the
script
And
rock
on
from
P.M.
(past
the
fucking
Dawn)
Pass
the
Hammer
you're
broke
down,
niggaz
grab
my
what
what
Can't
understand
it
here's
the
panaroma
(A
complete
view
of
how
I
defeat
you)
Should
of
stepped
to
those
fuckin
kids
who
tried
to
(beat
you)
Yeah
I
bust
that
ass
before
(You
ran
to
Texas
and
came
back
but
forgot
the
chainsaw!)
And
want
to
perform
a
massacre
Better
be
coming
with
some
motherfucking
shit
that's
spectacular
Crush
the
person
who
did
em,
well
you
just
better
So
I'm
stepping
to
your
(raggedy
ass
jetta)
Put
the
pedal
to
the
metal
You
and
your
DJ
change
your
name
to
Ma
and
Pa
Kettle
As
I
(pass
the
bone,
kicks
your
every
measure)
It's
not
a
Newport
but
it's
still
live
with
pleasure
(C'mon
don't
be
silly,
just
a
bag
of
sensimilli
Rolled
up
in
a)
Motown
Philly
(I
used
to
write
all
the
time
when
I
smoked
Grab
the
mic,
then
I
kinda
like
went
for
broke
With
visually
concepts
strongest
rhymes
and
biceps
Lyrically
speakin,
three
to
four
rhymes
then
choke
Some
think
they
be
harmin
this,
claimin
they
be
bombin
this)
But
they
still
remains
a-nom-ynous
I
pull
strings
like
Jimi
Hendrix
Ride
more
beats
that
go
backs
to
the
days
of
Eddie
Kendricks
I
teach
the
truth
to
the
youth,
I
say
(hey
youth)
Here's
the
truth,
better
start
wearing
(bullet
proof)
Arm
yourself
with
a
shield
(Before
you
get
trapped
up)
just
like
the
Children
in
the
Cornfield
1 The Stomp
2 Hippa to da Hoppa
3 Snakes
4 Raw Hide
5 Brooklyn Zoo
6 Harlem World
7 Brooklyn Zoo 2 (Tiger Crane)
8 Damage
9 Goin' Down
10 Drunk Game (Sweet Sugar Pie)
11 Intro
12 Baby C'mon
13 Don't U Know
14 Proteck Ya Neck 2 (The Zoo)
15 Cuttin' Headz
16 Dirty Dancin'
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