Ol Dirty Bastard - Straight From Lockdown (Stand Up Remix) lyrics

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[Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard]

Straight from lockdown... don't you bother me, don't you bother me

Ol' Dirty Bastard, Dirt McGirt, old school style

Roc-a-Fella, Wu-Tang

[Ol' Dirty Bastard]

You nothin' but fallen stars, I see it on ya'll

Appear bizarre, Ol' Dirty boulevard

I've known global law, take his head Ceasar

Got babies like caviar, growin' evening star

God bless the dead, Tupac Shakur

You can't divide war, this slim galore

Arabian flow, at nine a gigolo

With a bad hot hoe, only cocaine up the nose

Incognito, defeat me, how so?

Rap K'd O, money green playin', go

Long ago, Protect Ya Neck video

Made me blow, on rap radio

Record sales overflow, set up in Ontario

Kill the Navajo, bustin' pistacchio

On a high plateau, the shit's a rodeo

How I bully the shit, and make this nigga blow

[Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard]

Call me Osirus, lyrical virus

Ol' school fire, straight from lockdown

Wu-Tang veteran, straight from lockdown

O.D.B., now with Roc now

[Ol' Dirty Bastard]

I rock a forty block, I shit mash dead lock

I'm bitches as peacock, you can't hold the money block

Unorthodox, know his ice, by quotin' 2Pac

Rap box, who do you think solid by, movin' chicken pox

Who walk knocks, equal not

The slickest movin' the hot, on your boom box

Sold major xerox, pussy is remote control

Cuz of the bank role, M.C.'s more black hole

My pockets cholesterol, pussy arouser

Take 'em off like trausers, the eyebrowser

Moses, move like Jehovah, rappers a four-leaf clover

Get this money, like Oprah, in the yellow range rover, push over

Sippin' in our frozen, like I'm ship closing

Til you see fucked up, cuz I'm exposing

All this Wu-Tang shit, comin' at your war

Moving see-saw, on the Billboard charts, ya'll

[Chorus x2]