D. Original

Dirty rotten, rotten scoundrels (scoundrels)
Dirty rot-rot-rot-rotten s- (rotten s-)
Dirty rotten, rotten scoundrels (scoundrels)
Dirty rot-rot-rot-rotten s- (rotten s-)
Dirty rotten, rotten scoundrels (scoundrels)
Dirty rot-rot-rot-rotten s- (rotten s-)
Dirty rotten, rotten scoundrels (scoundrels)
Dirty rotten scoundrels (scoundrels)
Dirty rotten scoundrel, that's what I'm called on the street
Could connive and cheat but rarely get beat
Ya see I'm streetwise, a con-game pro
Kickin' the Bobby bullshit, too smart for Willie Bobo
Not stressin' five-o, hot hand in cee-lo
Live in the land of crooks, yes, Brooklyn's the borough
Homicide central, East New York
Where the manic, depressive psycho murderers stalk
Walk like a ninja on the asphalt
Here talk is cheap, you're outlined in chalk
And there's more hard times than on Good Times
And most niggas dedicate their life to crime
So I'm steady schemin', won't work for a dime
Used to get tax free loot all the time (all the)
Type slick can't fess on 'Ru because
I'm the original dirty rotten scoundrel
Dirty rotten, rotten scoundrels (scoundrels)
Dirty rot-rot-rot-rotten s- (rotten s-)
Dirty rotten, rotten scoundrels (scoundrels)
Dirty rot-rot-rot-rotten s- (rotten s-)
Dirty rotten, rotten scoundrels (scoundrels)
Dirty rot-rot-rot-rotten s- (rotten s-)
Dirty rotten, rotten scoundrels (scoundrels)
Dirty rotten scoundrels (scoundrels)
Before trains were graffiti-proof, I used to get loose
Dirty rotten since the days of the deuce
Dirty because of the skin I'm in
The fact I have melanin automatically makes me a felon
Even though I'm righteous, rotten's what you're yellin'
But I'm not chain-snatchin', or drug-sellin'
According to your books you said I would be damned like Ham
Scoundrel opposite of the king that I am
But wanna get funny, we can get bummy
Take you to the East and back again, money
Filthy putrefied trick, step past your sister
Challenge the Damaja, and you'll be history
Mortal Kombat fatality, the original don't sing no R&B
Nasty MC deity
Chop off domes with the poems that come out of my pineal
Gland, as I expand, you know who I am (am)
Dirty rotten, rotten scoundrels (scoundrels)
Dirty rot-rot-rot-rotten s- (rotten s-)
Dirty rotten, rotten scoundrels (scoundrels)
Dirty rot-rot-rot-rotten s- (rotten s-)
Dirty rotten, rotten scoundrels (scoundrels)
Dirty rot-rot-rot-rotten s- (rotten s-)
Dirty rotten, rotten scoundrels (scoundrels)
Dirty rotten scoundrels (scoundrels)
Father of all stylin', I be wildin' on wax
We hack shit up like big ax and little ax
Don't need toast to make you jump like bungee
Tracks real muddy, like Brooklyn's real grungy
When I come through, I clog up your sewer
Peep the maneuver, drop the ill manure
So bring Mr. Clean, Drano, and Roto Rooter
No matter what you do, you can't get through the
Crud that comes out of your system
You're another victim of Dirty Rotten
Dirt up in your grill, so what ya gonna do?
But pay homage to (homage to)
Dirty rotten, rotten scoundrels (scoundrels)
Dirty rot-rot-rot-rotten s- (rotten s-)
Dirty rotten, rotten scoundrels (scoundrels)
Dirty rot-rot-rot-rotten s- (rotten s-)
Dirty rotten, rotten scoundrels (scoundrels)
Dirty rot-rot-rot-rotten s- (rotten s-)
Dirty rotten, rotten scoundrels (scoundrels)
Dirty rotten scoundrels
Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty (dirty)