See on TV that ODB is dead collapse in studio, after
Complaints of chess pain now the confess fame of the master
Of WU-TANG KLAN has died, had unique rhymes on charts
Peeked and climbed like monkey in trees his delivery was smart
We wanted OLD DIRTY ALIVE but he lefted here at thirty five
The good from the hood die young, he had legal troubles and jive
And the evil doubles try deprive him out of his career but he survives