Lyric Baby C mon

Yo, are you taping baby?
Baby are you taping?
Ohh yeahhahhahheeyahhhyahhhhohhhyahhhh
Baby baby c mon, baby c mon, baby c mon
What the fuck anybody wanna do?
Right motherfucking now!
Ahhahhahhhah

Verse One:

I m the dog who s ahead of the Lords
Dirty Bastard from the Wu-Tang squad
Can I get raw, yes I get Dirty to the floor
Rhymes, hittin on your mind, you could never ignore
Hip-hop to me is like a place to be
My specialTY from me to you is emCEE
Say what you wanna sayyyahhh, baby sayahh
I flip the microphone-ah, any dayahh
I m mad swift because I got that gift of gab
Niggaz get mad, your ass stink never had
this talent that I got will resound the spot
MC s, you got paid a lot
You ever notice a black man damn mostly slams
When it come to the money yo it ain t funny
It s what you gotta do what you got to do
C mon, can I get a Wu-Tang
Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang
Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, it s on your brain
I get riggy diggy raw when it s time to get
on the dancefloor shotgun kill the shit
BLAOW, then you won t step to me
Thinking is he really raw as he said he d be
If I wasn t really raw, standing here on the floor
You d be like BOOOOO HE AIN T NO HARDCORE
Niggaz play like they live but won t survive
Jumpin up and down ticklin that jive when you ticklin gab
I m an average man, G-O-D fan
Let it be known who s the champ, Wu-Tang Clan!
It s coming through and WU, boy it s bad too!
Throw your hands in the air, if you don t care
WHO, the Ol Dirty Bastard be
oh me on my, you be hoppin on my shit just like a fly
BZZZZZT, all around
The dirtiest stinkin sound down to the ground
What what, what you wanna do?
What you wanna do when I m coming for you?
I m gonna give it to ya, bayyybah, bayybah,
bayybahhhahahahahahahahahahah...