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All In Together Now (Instrumental)"Yo, check this out, my name is the Ol' Dirty BastardYouknowhatimsayin, when I rhyme, when I, when I get down for my crown I come out crazy like a, like a tiger, or something, knowhatimsayin No, no, nobody can even F' with me, straight up and down You knowhatimsayin', so that's how we coming in, knowhatimsayin?" From the heart of Medina, to the head, to the east To the plaza houses, a/k/a the Mountain To the rugged lands of Shaolin, yo We rock all, all, all in together now Got played, got fresh, up- The world was bugging off this Wu-Tang nigga on the rock That was just another spot on the motherfucking block You forgot Cash Rule nigga? Toss seven figures He pull a trigger to make that account, get bigger Had babies to feed, kept a bitch with need Thousands shows booked, promoters on speed His hands was in everything, including some pussy From the Brazilian wax, to the uncombed bushy From down state, psychiatric Who tried to put a code on his brain until he cracked it Now the media wanna view him like they knew him And his head nurse, wanna sue him 'cause she blew him Ever since he walked on stage, he was just a loose cannon Wild drunk staggerin', nigga who kept standin' Class clown who erase chalk from the board The only choir member that sing off chord (We were) (All, all, all in together now) Kept the balance, stay dressed for the weather now Battle MCs anywhere, whatever town And remain victorious in any ground The All In Together Now started in Bed-Stuy Human beatbox Specialist, who dressed fly A half ounce of blow and a forty ounce drinker Magnificent flow, critical thinker Unique is one grain of sand from the beach And had bitches eating out of his hand He was intelligent, his style was relevant I can name ten niggas that stole an element From the high speed chase to the court arraignments All of the above was entertainment He caused earthquakes just from experiments Some thoughts got lost, not knowing where it went His songs had a rep for many inducements Giving birth to new styles after recruitments There's no replacement or any supplement He was a new testament, what he said, what he meant (We were) (All, all, all in together now) Kept the balance, stay dressed for the weather now Battle MCs anywhere, whatever town And remain victorious in any ground The judge took a look at he, and threw the book at thee The sentencing, would have made the average crook happy They put him in a box, wrapped like a gift In them straight jacket, watched by two, worked the shift Gave him no phone calls, saw no sunlight Like Billie the Kid in his last gun fight Then days became weeks, weeks became months Carved the calendar on the wall with his fronts The food pushed in, on the trays, looking sharp in the cell By hands covered with latex gloves Cooks in the kitchen had laced his drinks The wild ass physician, they was off the breaks He got visits from shrinks who came in with ink-blots Moving with they own plot, but the Dirt, he think not He had nothing but time on his hands As if he got a sign from the Clan (We Were) (All, all, all in together now) Kept the balance, stay dressed for the weather now Battle MCs anywhere, whatever town And remain victorious in any ground All, all, all, in together now "All in together now!" - Ol' Dirty Bastard "All in together now!" All, all, all, in together now "All in together now!" "All in together now!" "All in together now!" "All in together now!" "All in together now!" "All in together now!" "Now white doesn't really wanna use up his few remaining pawn moves, so he plays king to e2" |