[Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard]

"It's the Ol' Dirty Bastard" - scratched up throughout

Hold on, muthfuckas, ya'll know Dirty?

[Ol' Dirty Bastard]

It's the Ol' Dirty Bast'

Cut ya face, with a piece of old dirty glass

Bitch, shake ya dirty ass

Run up in your stash house, on a dirty mat

It's the Dirt McGirt, a/k/a Osirus

Spread my bullets around like a virus

Nigga, from the Wu-Camp, nigga

Slap ya face with a wet food stamp, nigga

I'mma make the world, do my dance

Try to lock me down, but I'm back in my stance

Wave my gun around, like it's part of my hand

Bout to take this game, like, 'pardon me, man'

Dirt McGirt, I'm a family man

But I still hold tools like a handyman

Say my name three times like Candyman

It's the what, what, what...

[Hook: Swizz Beatz (N.O.R.E.) w/ Ol' Dirty Bastard acting wild]

Cuz we can do it like this

(Yo, yo, yo, yo, Dirt McGirt

Yo, yo, yo, yo, Dirt McGirt

Yo, yo, yo, yo, Dirt McGirt

Yo, yo, yo, yo, Dirt McGirt)

Cuz we can do it like this

(Yo, yo, yo, yo, Dirt McGirt

Yo, yo, yo, yo, Dirt McGirt

Yo, yo, yo, yo, Dirt McGirt

Yo, yo, yo, yo, Dirt McGirt)

Cuz we can do it like this

[N.O.R.E.]

Who get drunker than, N.O.R.E., on a Sunday

And on the way to Sunday school, intoxicated

See ah, lord forgive me, I'm a ex-coke flipper

And skipped on that good ol' bitch, she got a strip of these

Niggas is bitch-made, I got a switchblade

And I pack guns, shootin' niggas since the sixth grade

Mac Milli, Millitainment, it's La Familia, now

Guess it's niggas all in your rap, ain't gotta kill you now

Nore never slack off, I smoke a pack soft

And I run deep in this bitch, and let that mack off

Bing, Nore got a whole lotta bitches

Out of character, and eating out a whole lotta dishes

In my lifetime, sippin' on white wine, caveza

Nore ran twiz, get a whole lotta cebeza

Ching, simple like uno, dos, tres, ah'

And I leave the crib, and grab the tech, it's on the dresser

[Hook 2X]

[Ol' Dirty Bastard]

Oh shit! Oh shit!

Ya'll remember when me and Mariah

I'm back with the kid, spit fire

Dirt McGirt, I break up the earth

My ice is white and blue, like Papa Smurf

Stash niggas like crack, throw them under the earth

Then past the dirt pound, and ask 'em "do it hurt, now?"

Ya'll gonna make me back the truck

To the Dash, O.D.B., that's what's up

[Hook]

[Outro: Swizz Beatz]

Cuz we can do it like this