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[Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard {Buddha Monk}] I was drivin' an Accord, nominated at awards Back in the days drivin' an Accord Run-uhhn-uuhhn-uhhn, nominated at awards Back in the days drivin' an Accord Everybody rise (Wu-Tang) (This slang) You know (this rhyme) you came to America (that's our thang) (I hang) And took over the black woman (and her reply) (Is slang) The black woman wanted the Judge (They runnin' from the cops) They run, runnin', run, runnin', runnin', runnin' Here Comes the Judge, here Comes the Judge Here Comes the Judge, here Comes the Judge Here Comes the Judge, here Comes the Judge Here Comes the Judge, here Comes the Judge Here Comes the Judge, here Comes the Judge Here Comes the Judge, here Comes the Judge {Give it to me now} [Verse 1: Ol' Dirty Bastard (girl)] Here comes my Mac I don't need this shit owned by stack I don't need you to monitor my perimeter (I wanna [?]) Got me Accord, take me to judge {*sniff*} Sittin' broke Nominated at awards Back in the days drivin' Accords I didn't have nothing to give I didn't have no life to live Bastard C'Mon Aaahhhhhhhhaahhhhhhh [Break: Buddha Monk (Ol' Dirty Bastard)] Hey hey excuse me Mr. Russell Jones Will you please calm down and tell the story? Just the story (aheh aheh) We want nothing else, just the story (No disrespect Judge) (Police-police-police) (Police-police-police) (Dirty ass, Dirty ass, Dirty ass) "I come camouflaged" --] Zoo Keeper (Dirty scorpian) "Uh uh Judge your honor Pig Meat, sir don't you Remember me" "No who are you boy?" "Well I'm the fella that introduced you to your wife" "To my wife? Life you son of a (gun you)" [Verse 2: Buddha Monk] Yo, start the attack with dirt up cats that's wack Wants to be a gun blazer but jacks the flavor tracks I numb out frames, don't blame it on the cocaine What is sure to be the blame is the bullets of which you obtained Zoo or Zi Tribe and will live to be trifle News stands everywhere shows Zoo homicidal Extra extra read all about it Dirt Dog's Dirty cousin kills off Franklin and Madison This Dirty hiphop, tryna stop the raw lights Zu shoot down on the block, I need beamie of Scotch Block is mad hot, bad boys want their fuckin hollar Asked for Information, got it from a bitch named Tmara Click click, a bloaw bloaw bloaw Wish y'all woulda crawled with her Would have killed that bitch off, and fucked her ugly daughter Hahaahhhahaaa [Outro: Judge] Mr. Russell Jones and Mr. Ellery Chambers Would you please stand The court finds you guilty as charged I am the honorable Judge Pig Meat No longer will you make a mockery of the justice system The honorable Judge Pig Meat has spoken I sentence you to life Hahahahaha I am the Judge, I am the Judge, I am the Judge, I am the Judge I am the Judge, I am the Judge, I am the Judge, I am the Judge I am the Judge!
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