Discrease land is a production of double Elvis.

The stories about Wu-Tang Klan's old dirty bastard are insane.

He once saved a four-year-old girl who was trapped under a Ford Mustang.

He took a limo with an MTV news crew to collect his welfare check.

He was charged with attempted murder of an NYPD officer, chased by bloodthirsty

rotwilers shot by men in ski-mass. His fame led to an addiction to cocaine,

and that addiction led to ten arrests in the span of a few months.

He was granted a weekend furlough from a rehab facility, but went AWOL and wound up on the lamb.

As his cousin, the Rizza once said,

there was no line between life and art for old dirty bastard.

And though his increasingly troubled life came to eclipse's art,

ODB did make great music.

He was Wu-Tang's secret weapon, a blend of drunken old school R&B and raw gonzo wrap,

which had very little precedent in which changed hip-hop forever.

Unlike that clip I played for you at the top of the show, that wasn't great music.

That was a preset loop for my Melotron, called Aft or Stern, MK2.

I played you that clip because I can't afford the rights to you remind me by usher.

And why would I play you that specific slice of headstand dance cheese could I afford it?

Because that was the number one song in America on July 18th, 2001,

and that was the day that old dirty bastard was sent to a maximum security state prison

where he was brutally attacked, sent on fire, and nearly died.

On this episode, a Ford Mustang, wealthier checks, raw wireless, ski mass, maximum security,

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