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