D. Original
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D. Original Lyrics
[00:15.33] Dirty rotten scoundrel, that's what I'm called, on the street
[00:29.12] Could connive and cheat but rarely get beat
[00:31.24] Ya see I'm streetwise, a con-game pro
[00:33.71] Kickin' the Bobby bullshit, too smart for Willie Bobo
[00:36.68] Not stressin' five-o, hot hand in celo
[00:39.27] Live in the land of crooks yes Brooklyn's the borough
[00:41.82] Homicide central, East New York
[00:43.93] Where the manic, depressive psycho murderers stalk
[00:46.52] Walk, like a ninja, on the asphalt
[00:49.41] Here talk is cheap, you're outlined in chalk
[00:52.09] And there's more hard times, than on good times
[00:54.81] And most niggaz dedicate their life to crime
[00:57.03] So I'm steady schemin', won't work for a dime
[00:59.87] Used to get, tax free loot, all the time
[01:02.25] Type slick can't fess on 'Ru, because
[01:16.72] Before trains were Graffiti proof I used to get loose
[01:31.12] Dirty rotten since the days of the deuce
[01:33.38] Dirty, because of the skin I'm in
[01:35.39] The fact I have melanin automatically makes me a felon
[01:38.50] Even though I'm righteous, rotten's what you're yellin'
[01:41.13] But I'm not chain-snatchin', or drug-sellin'
[01:43.66] According to your books you said I would be damned like Ham
[01:46.36] Scoundrel opposite of the king that I am
[01:48.99] But wanna get funny, we can get bummy
[01:51.42] Take you to the East and back again money
[01:54.18] Filthy purified trick, step past your sister
[01:56.68] Challenge the Damaja, and you'll be history
[01:59.56] Mortal Kombat fatality, the original don't sing no R and B
[02:04.13] Nasty MC deity
[02:06.33] Chop off domes with the poems that come out of my pin-eal
[02:09.64] Gland, as I expand, you know who I am
[02:35.57] Father of all stylin', I be whylin' on wax
[02:37.95] We hack shit up like big ax and little ax
[02:40.50] Don't need tokes to make you jump like Bungee
[02:43.18] Tracks real muddy, like Brooklyn's real grungy
[02:45.73] When I come through I clog up your sewer
[02:48.16] Peep the maneuver, drop the ill manure
[02:50.70] So bring Mr. Clean, Drano, and Roto Rooter
[02:53.37] No matter what you do, you can't get through the
[02:55.88] Crud that comes out of your system
[02:58.11] You're another victim, of dirty rotten
[03:00.57] Dirt up, in your grill, so what ya gonna do
[03:03.70] But pay homage to
[03:07.55]
[00:29.12] Could connive and cheat but rarely get beat
[00:31.24] Ya see I'm streetwise, a con-game pro
[00:33.71] Kickin' the Bobby bullshit, too smart for Willie Bobo
[00:36.68] Not stressin' five-o, hot hand in celo
[00:39.27] Live in the land of crooks yes Brooklyn's the borough
[00:41.82] Homicide central, East New York
[00:43.93] Where the manic, depressive psycho murderers stalk
[00:46.52] Walk, like a ninja, on the asphalt
[00:49.41] Here talk is cheap, you're outlined in chalk
[00:52.09] And there's more hard times, than on good times
[00:54.81] And most niggaz dedicate their life to crime
[00:57.03] So I'm steady schemin', won't work for a dime
[00:59.87] Used to get, tax free loot, all the time
[01:02.25] Type slick can't fess on 'Ru, because
[01:16.72] Before trains were Graffiti proof I used to get loose
[01:31.12] Dirty rotten since the days of the deuce
[01:33.38] Dirty, because of the skin I'm in
[01:35.39] The fact I have melanin automatically makes me a felon
[01:38.50] Even though I'm righteous, rotten's what you're yellin'
[01:41.13] But I'm not chain-snatchin', or drug-sellin'
[01:43.66] According to your books you said I would be damned like Ham
[01:46.36] Scoundrel opposite of the king that I am
[01:48.99] But wanna get funny, we can get bummy
[01:51.42] Take you to the East and back again money
[01:54.18] Filthy purified trick, step past your sister
[01:56.68] Challenge the Damaja, and you'll be history
[01:59.56] Mortal Kombat fatality, the original don't sing no R and B
[02:04.13] Nasty MC deity
[02:06.33] Chop off domes with the poems that come out of my pin-eal
[02:09.64] Gland, as I expand, you know who I am
[02:35.57] Father of all stylin', I be whylin' on wax
[02:37.95] We hack shit up like big ax and little ax
[02:40.50] Don't need tokes to make you jump like Bungee
[02:43.18] Tracks real muddy, like Brooklyn's real grungy
[02:45.73] When I come through I clog up your sewer
[02:48.16] Peep the maneuver, drop the ill manure
[02:50.70] So bring Mr. Clean, Drano, and Roto Rooter
[02:53.37] No matter what you do, you can't get through the
[02:55.88] Crud that comes out of your system
[02:58.11] You're another victim, of dirty rotten
[03:00.57] Dirt up, in your grill, so what ya gonna do
[03:03.70] But pay homage to
[03:07.55]
From the album: The Sun Rises In The East
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Intro / Life by Jeru The Damaja , -
D. Original by Jeru The Damaja , -
Brooklyn Took It by Jeru The Damaja , -
Perverted Monks In Tha House by Jeru The Damaja , -
Mental Stamina by Jeru The Damaja , Afu-Ra , -
Da Bichez by Jeru The Damaja , -
You Can't Stop The Prophet by Jeru The Damaja , -
Perverted Monks In Tha House (Theme) by Jeru The Damaja , -
Ain't The Devil Happy by Jeru The Damaja , -
My Mind Spray by Jeru The Damaja , -
Come Clean - E New Y Radio by Jeru The Damaja , -
Jungle Music by Jeru The Damaja , -
Statik by Jeru The Damaja ,