Ol' Dirty Bastard Cuttin' Headz Lyrics

[Intro X3:]
{Isn't it powerful?}

[RZA (ODB) {Both}]
(Here it is) where's it at?
(In the back) got a stack
(The Dirty b______)
Yo you b______ flip the phat track
(Here I go, here I go, whether friend, whether foe
Let them know that I flow over the rainbow)
Hit the deck
(Aw, yep, ch-ch plow from the Tek, takin heads, takin necks)
What the f___ they expect?
(I don't know) I don't care
(I won't fall) I won't stare at a ho
Less I know that I'm going to the mo-
(T-t-tel), cause I'm lousy, my technique is drowsy
Stop tryin to foul me (sayin that we're lousy)
But I'm a tyrant, defiant, walkin New York Giant
(President of the Wu) but I'm also a client
(It's the Wu, what), you knew what, you do what, what, who, what, what
I don't give a flying f___
About a chump, cause this heart only pumps Kool-Aid
(s_____ a kid by the braids, and) {cut his head off}.

[ODB {Both}]
Rhymes is rugged like burnt buildings in Harlem
The Ol Dirty b______ from the Temple of Shaolin
Dirty to the brain like drops of acid rain
Clang, clang, clang, rhymes pluckin at your brain
So take a sip from the cup of death
And when you're shaking my right hand, I'll stab you with the left
*Whirr whirr whirrr!* {Red alert! Red alert!}
Ason comin straight from the dirt

[RZA (ODB)]
Once I go berzerk, mad brothers got hurt
Nuthin new in '92 (it's time to do the work)
Trails of vatos scream once I hop on the scene
And fear the return of the fatal flying guillotine
Mr. Milli, that means I'm also militant
Don't wear no suit and tie, I'm no gentleman
Gettin laid, takin heads, that's my hobby
Punch a brother in the face who call me Robbie
I be the RZA, call me that cuz-I
Never liked the name I recieved from my poppa
Dirty deluxe, yo, I'm huntin for ducks
s_____in devils up by the hair, then cut his head off.

(Here it is) where's it at?
(In the back) got a stack (repeat til fade)...