Dirty Soul - Masta Killa, Ol' Dirty Bastard

Shit… thank you, thank you, thank you

Yeah, you see, when I think about soul music

There’s a few people that I would like to mention

Brothers and sisters, solo or group

That had an effect on my life

I would like to begin by showing my utmost respect and love

To my universal soul sisters, beautiful sisters like

Chaka Khan, Aretha Franklin, Miss Millie Jackson

Patti LaBelle, Miss Betty White, Glady Knight

Tina Marie, and Miss Mary J. Blige

Soulful groups like, Isley Brothers, Blue Birth, Blue Magic

The O’Jays, Emotions, Rolls Royce, The Delfonics

Parliament, and the Jackson 5

Now, we gon' move on to my soul brothers

Soul brothers like, brother Barry White

Isaac Hayes, Curtis Mayfield, James Brown, Mr. Stevie Wonder

Al Green, Teddy Pendergrass, Marvin Gaye

The legendary Sam Cooke, Otis Redding, Rick James

Bitch, and my man R. Kelly

Now when it comes to the soul

Rhere’s one more brother in particulart hat I have to mention

And he just happens to be my brother Ason Unique

Known to the world as the Ol' Dirty Bastard

See if RZA would’ve threw some shit like this on

He would’ve went crazy and probably said something ill type

He would’ve probably said…

My beats slamming from the rugged programming

The man Bob Marley, hey my man, I’m jammin'

You can never test my stamina, while I’m ramming the

Hip hop crowd, make me rah rah rah

Other MC’s got flipped with the ease

Begging me for mercy, God, stop the music please

No, 'cause I’m a pro, back to the convo

Make the crowd say ho, at a strip show

Represent, his name is Ason, keep calm

Rhyme come smokey, funky like a stink bomb

Boom, blowing up niggas, mad bullets in the trigger

So you better run for cover!

Niggas got loose in they ass, felt the glass

A full account sprout, yo, yo, yo, money, yo pass

Woo, woo, woo, hospitalized

Is he gonna live Doc?

No, the nigga dies

Maximum those MCs populating

Minimum those MCs I’m dominating

So all in together now, who, what, what, who

Rhyme come stinky like a girl poo

Hippa to the hoppa and you just don’t stoppa

Hippa to the hoppa and you just don’t stoppa

Hippa to the hoppa and you just don’t stoppa

Hippa to the hoppa and you just don’t stoppa

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you already

Aiyo, special love and dedication shout to Mama Cherry

We love you

Popa Wu, Brooklyn Zu, we already

12 O’Clock, 60 Sec., Murdock, Shit, Buddha Monk

Zu Ninjaz, and all the seeds, there seeds, whole family, man

You know it don’t stop, stop, yeah

Yeah