Slowcoach Old Dirty Bastard Fuck Master P Lyrics

ODB!
Not Master P!

{Despondent youth kneels and prays to a poster of the Old Dirty Bastard}
You gotta get yourself out of jail
Because all these other rappers
Are kind of stale.
I don't even know why
People like that shit.
It's just straight shit.

It's just not ODB.

{Father says to son}
You can choose not to listen,
You can just change the station!

{The ghost of ODB appears to the father and son}
"No you can't change the station, this is the Old Dirty Bastard speaking to you"

{The father is irate, and jerks at the Ghost as if he's inclined to attack}
Can I change your mind?

{Ghost}
"Yeah, fuck you."

{The child rises and begs}
Can I make it funky?

{Ghost}
"Yes you can."

{Father begins to pull his belt and approach the Ghost}
Can I do this right here right now?

{Ghost raises hands, the room begins to swirl}
"No you cannot do anything."

{Little birds tweet}
There's bitches that know
And bitches that are hos
Old Dirty Bastard fuck Master P

{Ghost, arms raised, with a look of indignance}
"You think you know what you're talking about?
Ill na na no. Hell no.
Fuck that dirty south.
It's all about ODB!
Hold up for a second while I play my guitar."

{Ghost of ODB straps on a guitar, and begins playing}

{Father}
You don't know shit.

{Ghost, after wailing on the guitar}
"That's about good there."

{Father}
You don't know nothing.
Who spit in my drink?

{Ghost}
"I did. I'm the Old Dirty Bastard."

{Father}
This shit tastes like ass.

{Ghost}
"You been misinformed by the wrong informing people.
They told you some shit."

{Little birds tweet}
There's bitches that know
And bitches that are hos
Old Dirty Bastard fuck Master P