Released: June 3, 1997

Songwriter: Ol’ Dirty Bastard

Producer: RZA

(Dogs barking)

[Intro - Ol' Dirty Bastard]
All you bitches put your naps together
And all you niggas put your sticks together

[Hook: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Bitch hooooo
(Yeah haw heh)
Day hayyyy
(Eh hey ay hey)
De haaaaa
(Ewww hawr harr)
Haa-aa-aa-aa-aaa
(Eh haw he huu)

[Verse 1: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
She blew in like calm breeze
Tall brown skin her, weave like palm trees
I went coconuts, dip my Dunkin' between your Donut
Don't want it if it ain't no slut, bitch
Fathership touch ground like fly on soup
Don't invite me I tear the fuck down
White boys cut my toupee
Seventh day rester, or screenplay
I slump MC slay, it ain't nothin' to bust ass
Bullet him, get him fast
Bitch I don't break out, blast to the next rash
The dog piss on MCs like trees
Got meals but still grill that old good welfare cheese

[Hook: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Hooooooo
Yeah haaaay
(Dedicated to all you bitch ass niggas)
De haaaaa
(And you bitch ass niggarettes)
Bitch hooooo
(Motherfuckers!)

[RZA]
Let that bitch know

[Verse 2 - Ol Dirty Bastard]
Shame on a nuh, who tried to step tuh
The Ol' Dirty Bas, put my foot up your uhh
Bitch, you walk around with your bra too tight
It's alright, you still gon' get fucked tonight
Hoooooo (Method Man: stankin' ass hoes)
You're the type of bitch don't appreciate shit
Never had shit, so you won't be shit
That pussy there, couldn't satisfy a hair
On my body, treat me like a lolli and slob me down
Doo Doo Brown!
Tossed salad, oh you in some shit now
Callin' me a dog, well leave a dog alone
Cause nothin' can stop me from buryin' my bones
In the backyard of someone else's house
Ol' Dirt Dog, but I'm not dogged out
Here comes Rover, sniffin' at your ass
But pardon me bitch, as I shit on your grass
That means ho, you been shitted on
I'm not the first dog that's shitted on your lawn

[Outro: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Hoooooo yeah heeeey e haaaaa
Hoooooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo
Hoooooo yeah heeeey (Wayeah hey hey)
This is dedicated to all y'all bitches (eeeeeeeeeeeee)
De haaaaaaah
Hoooooo yeah heeeey ne haaaaa
Aaaaa-aa-aa-aa-aaa

[Streetlife]
Fuck y'all

[Skit - Man 1]
Fuck is y'all niggas, Soul II Soul?
Y'all look like some nasty backup dancers for En Vogue
Lil' nasty R&B niggas
Yo, you look like, you look like you was break dancin' in Allure' video, spinnin' on his lips

[Man 2]
What's up wit' bookworm? What's up wit' bookworm?

[Man 1]
Nigga, what's up wit' your Speak and Spell shoes?
Fisher Price My First Timberlands
Them shits is old, nigga
You gotta get some Chukkas, fucka
Nigga got on a Lamont Sanford dress shirt
"Whaddaya want, ya big dummy?"
((Same guy: “Yeah, that’s me nigga!”))

[Man 2]
As for me, nigga?
((Yeah that’s you, you DJ…))

[Man 1]
And as for you, you DJ Kat Show shirt wearin' ass nigga
Your shirt look like a dish rag
Nigga, your shirt look like a curtain

Wu-Tang Clan

Emerging in 1993, when Dr. Dre’s G-funk had overtaken the hip-hop world, the Staten Island, NY-based Wu-Tang Clan proved to be the most revolutionary rap group of the mid-’90s – and only partially because of their music.

Turning the standard concept of a hip-hop crew inside out, the Wu-Tang Clan were assembled as a loose congregation of nine MCs, almost as a support group. Instead of releasing one album after another, the Clan was designed to overtake the record industry in as profitable a fashion as possible – the idea was to establish the Wu-Tang as a force with their debut album and then spin off into as many side projects as possible.

In the process, the members would all become individual stars as well as receive individual royalty checks. Wu-Tang Clan has several lyrical Einsteins aboard. As far as large vocabularies, GZA (not called Genius without reason) places in the top 2! RZA, Ghostface Killah, Raekwon, and Method Man are also all within the top 25. Wu-Tang Clan does not disappoint.