Ladies and gentlemen introducing Cab Calloway
 Featuring the Dirt Dog
 First things first man you're fuckin with the worst
 I'll be stickin pins in your head like a fuckin nurse
 I'll attack any nigga who slack in his mack
 Come fully packed with the fat rugged stack
 The heat is on  I'm about to blow up the spot
 All I wanna see is fire cause I'm makin shit hot
 Like the blow between glocks, mad niggas I shot
 Give a fuck on a cop, conversate with a lock
 Down at the chop-chop, 600th and Rock
 Crazy as a fox tryin to rob Fort Knox
 The DeNiro-Al Pachino war
 Tryin to score mad dough like a million or more
 For the illegal war that's all I saw
 It's all about that knot in ya
 I'm alone, I roll with 6 niggas with stones
 Every hour tap my phone with embezzlement stones
 Get a loan from the stocks because of my pops
 Fifty bills in the pocks, Wu-Gambino got props

 [Cab Calloway]
 But Minnie had a heart as big as a whale
 Hi-de-hi-de-hi-de-hi (Hi-de-hi-de-hi-de-hi)
 Hoooooooooooooooooooooo (Hoooooooooooooooooooooo)
 He-de-he-de-he-de-he (He-de-he-de-he-de-he)
 Heeeeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyy (Heeeeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyy)

 [Ol' Dirty Bastard]
 Elevator scheme with the scheme to catch CREAM
 Some diamond rings, jewels all types of priceless things
 Just in case you don't make it to the safe
 Don't talk to Jakes or your whole shit be laced
 Got a bomb bout ready to blow up shit
 The White House nuh be quiet as a mouse
 My job is hundred proof, better know the scoop
 Got niggas undergrounds, in your walls, in your roofs
 About made zoo, 6-6-6-6-2
 Cause I'm goin all out with the supplies of Balu
 I'm unstoppable, my six man team is unstoppable
 Stickin my middle fuckin finger at you
 Livin in America's fuckin fucked up
 When I was young some say I had no sense
 I rhymed all day until my throat got tense
 And bought em by the cage from my lungs to my knees
 In the winter I cough, all summer I sneeze
 Ah-choo! Then I was sore, there was only one cure
 Original rhymes wholesome in thought
 Democratics are debatin wanna be the imitatin
 But the knowledge that I'm givin positively stimulatin
 I acknowledge any MC in a South Bronx town
 South Proof Projects, did they really go down
 Shit, I remember when I was 12 years old
 I didn't know about frontin or playin a role
 I thought I was slick, I fell harder than bricks
 With my best lyrics and my uptown ticks
 Prince start jackin in my baseball cap
 I'm tellin many chit-chats step off my jockstrap
 Approach this party other known as a jam
 Lookin for my cousin Bam-Bam Sleepingham
 >From front to back the jam was packed
 Over there some dance, over there I just macked
 I looked around then I started to walk
 Heard an older woman's voice and a silly slang talk
 The kid was nice for payin the price
 And give weak MCs beneficial advice
 Yes, beneficial meaning good for more
 Frontin cause with the mamas would have loved to explore
 Studied MC and changed lyrics around
 Before I became a member of the lost and sound
 My words I strung, I bettered my voice
 Rollin over people known to be top choice
 Ch-ch - BLAOW BLAOW BLAOW
 Hoodlum

 Hi-de-hi-de-hi-de-hi (Hi-de-hi-de-hi-de-hi)
 Ho-de-ho-de-ho-de-ho (Ho-de-ho-de-ho-de-ho)
 He-de-he-de-hee-de-heeee (He-de-he-de-hee-de-heeee)
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