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Verse One:
Dirty rotten scoundrel, that`s what I`m called, on the street Could connive and cheat but rarely get beat Ya see I`m streetwise, a con-game pro Kickin the Bobby bullshit, too smart for Willie Bobo Not stressin five-o, hot hand in celo Live in the land of crooks yes Brooklyn`s the borough Homicide central, East New York Where the manic, depressive psycho murderers stalk Walk, like a ninja, on the asphalt Here talk is cheap, you`re outlined in chalk And there`s more hardtimes, than on Good Times And most niggaz dedicate their life to crime So I`m steady schemin, won`t work for a dime Used to get, tax free loot, all the time Type slick can`t fess on `Ru, because
Verse Two:
Before trains were graffiti proof I used to get loose Dirty rotten since the days of the deuce Dirty, because of the skin I`m in The fact I have melanin automatically makes me a felon Even though I`m righteous, rotten`s what you`re yellin But I`m not chain-snatchin, or drug-sellin According to your books you said I would be damned like Ham Scoundrel opposite of the king that I am But wanna get funny, we can get bummy Take you to the East and back again money Filthy putrified trick, step past your sister Challenge the Damaja, and you`ll be history Mortal Kombat fatality, the original don`t sing no R&B Nasty MC deity Chop off domes with the poems that come out of my pin-eal gland, as I expand, you know who I am
Verse Three:
Father of all stylin, I be whylin on wax We hack shit up like big ax and little ax Don`t need tokes to make you jump like bungee Tracks real muddy, like Brooklyn`s real grungy When I come through I clog up your sewer Peep the maneuveur, drop the ill manure So bring Mr. Clean, Drano, and Roto Rooter No matter what you do, you can`t get through the Crud that comes out of your system You`re another victim, of dirty rotten Dirt up, in your grill, so what ya gonna do But pay homage to...
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