Drug Free lyrics

by

Ol’ Dirty Bastard


[Intro: Ol' Dirty bast*rd]
Kids, don't get high
Mothaf*ckas had me up in this mothaf*cka, last night and sh*t
I'm cocained the f*ck up
Paranoid as a motha.. yo I'm paranoid as a f*cka
Yeah, f*ck that.. yo I f*ck around and sh*t
I sprained both of my f*ckin' fingers
This sh*t.. man a n*gga need to get.. I'm tired of gettin' high like that
Ain't nobody came in my mothaf*ckin' school with no mothaf*ckin' drugs
Stop f*ckin' wit me n*ggas, stop f*ckin' wit me
n*gga, that sh*ts all in my family, n*gga
Stop f*ckin' wit me, the f*ck is you talkin' bout?
On the strength, what the f*ck is you talkin' bout?
We've been here too many years to stop f*ckin' wit me

[Ol' Dirty bast*rd]
n*gga I'm scared of the trigga
While I'm the life giver and the life taker
I'm your father-in-law, married to mother-in-law
Got the universe movin' in the form of the sea-saw
You killed 2Pac and Biggie, you know they was rollin' wit me
You paid for your stupidity
You can't do nothin' to me! I let your f*ckin' fly free
n*gga, I'm pioneerin' all the sound ya hearin'
Earth from steerin', high mountaineerin'
I sincerely f*ck you up severly by the yearly
Keep the sky clearly
I'm straight from the seventies
Mockneck colors wit ya b*tch ass disappearin'
Give me clearance, I don't want no f*ckin' interference!
I'm the Big Black Jesus!
Throw ya hands in the air! And wave 'em, f*ckin' Wu don't care!
And if ya +'Bout It, 'Bout It+
Like we're +'Bout It, 'Bout It+, let me hear ya say, "Oh yeah!"
Oh yeah! Well, oh yeah!

I smoke woolers too, I majored the dust
Uh, it's legal for me
I drink everything, I don't give a f*ck
It's part of the universe
Hey, what else I do? I do what I do
Man, f*ck that! I stays high!
I don't give a f*ck!

[Shorty sh*tstain]
I be the rap head and the mic's my pipe
I'm about to get everybody high tonight
You ain't had no cool sh*t like this since '95
My Cuffie tribe is mad live, people do or die
And I be comin' with the good sh*t, somethin' like dope
I know you smoke it, but you won't get high, off this note
Have you up, really up like cocaine, you thought you could reign?
But all you did was throw mad pain, like diamonds
You could say I'm the lady's best friend
And when it come to makin' lyrics, I'ma represent
Yo, climbin' the charts like a cat
I'm rollin' with mad clips and gats
I can't be stopped, like this is sh*tty City
[Ol' Dirty bast*rd]
Kids, don't use drugs!
Drug Free! Drug Free! Drug Free!
Drug Free! Drug Free! Drug Free!
Drug Free! Drug Free!

{*beat cuts off*}

Dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-dun
Dunh, do-do-do-duh-duh-duh
Dun-dun-dun
Maybe I was a fool, dun-do-na-na-na
When you say gettin' high wasn't cool, do-na-na-na
When I got used to this stuff, dun-duh-na-na-na
{*snorting*} Wasn't enough..

{*beat comes back in*}
Drug Free! Drug Free! Drug Free!

[Champ MC]
Yo bow down, we in the war with no images
I know you're feelin' us, DV's and Black Jesus
+Protect Ya Neck+, n*ggas better hit the deck
And ya chick better give us respect, respect
Eh-yo, my spit squad break ho's in like cavities
On the majority, sh*t you kick been borin' me
It's real logical, gain my strength, the biological
The role model, rock ya cradle, no one's survivin' me
The God-show, to yo' respect, we need to bless you
On some other, under the weather, we undercover
Stick stickin' 'em, shakin' 'em down, you know the program
Get wit it, Venoms and Wu, we stay committed
Committed, what what what? Uh-huh..
[?? (Shorty sh*tstain) {*ODB rambling in background to fade*}]
Baby.. Baby Jesus, Baby Jesus
Deadly Venoms - Chameleon, Poison, Scorpion, Viper
Chameleon, Poison, Scorpion, Viper (Brooklyn Zu!)

[Ol' Dirty bast*rd]
Lemme tell y'all f*ckas somethin'
I ain't got nothin' against no one
Y'all f*ckas always go somethin' against me
f*ck you! Men in Black!
Drug Free!
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