Dirty - K21

I get dirty—get dirty, I—I get dirty—get dirty

I get dirty—get dirty, I—I get dirty—get dirty

I get dirty—get dirty, I—I get dirty—get dirty

I get dirty—get dirty, I—I get dirty—get dirty

I get dirty—get dirty, I—I get dirty—get dirty

I get dirty—get dirty, I—I get dirty—get dirty

I get dirty—get dirty, I—I get dirty—get dirty

I get dirty—get dirty, I—I get dirty—get dirty

Forget these momo’s I’m Komodo, boycott your squadron logo

Bomb your promo, swamp your road show, always find me on the dolo

Rolling doja till I’m stone-broke while my friends all roll in dojo’s

Drunk driving on a Wednesday, passed out, then on Thursday woke up in Soho

I manoeuvre like a slowpoke, then I’m coming through the roof with a low blow

If you’re thinking you bring it like the Greenhouse, never, that’s a no no,

'cause I promote

Whatever makes your boat float, let the show go… on, taste of revenge oh so

strong

Been the ghost in hallway seeking justice and I roamed so long

Slicing your face with a hook like Hoffman and bury your rhyme book in a coffin

I rhyme hard and I’ll never go soft, spit so lethal I should be off in a box

and frozen

That ain’t love, that’s oxytocin, time slipping then you lost the moment

'Cause I’ll rock your boat until the bottom of the ocean, you can never stop

Stallone 'cause

I’m the eye of the tiger, you’re Pluto, I’m a line of the white and you’re

pseudo

Bring one liners like Caruso, I survived another night where the ghouls go

It’s living proof in my group home, I’m making it slam alley loop prone

Mr Musso is rude with a smooth flow time after time letting you know

«I get dirty—get dirty, I—I get dirty—get dirty

I get dirty—get dirty, I—I get dirty—get dirty

I get dirty—get dirty, I—I get dirty—get dirty

I get dirty—get dirty, I—I get dirty—get dirty

I get dirty—get dirty, I—I get dirty—get dirty»

Who’s the dirtiest?

Who’s the dirtiest?

«I get dirty—get dirty, I—I get dirty—get dirty»

Who’s the dirtiest?

Who’s the dirtiest?

«I get dirty—get dirty, I—I get dirty—get dirty»

Who’s the dirtiest?

Who’s the dirtiest?

«I get dirty—get dirty, I—I get dirty—get dirty»

Who’s the dirtiest?

Who’s the dirtiest?

«I get dirty

I get dirty

I get dirty

I get dirty «Don't touch that, that’s dirty»

I get filthy deep in the trenches, you will never see me on the benches

Freak with a sentence, on a beat with a vengeance, reap your repentance

Never meet defeat, well invested to the melody, never rested, I’ma feast on the

message

Then I spit it all out on the town and I ain’t stopping now 'til I’m leaving

arrested

Find me arm in arm with ya niña, it’s harm when I blast ya speaker

Carve a masterpiece and out smarted the teachers, class is freed up

Mentality do it or die, don’t know what to do with this mind

But nobody’s ever gonna ruin this vibe 'cause even Bill O’Reilly doesn’t do

this live

«We'll do it live.

We’ll do it live!»