Monday, November 16, 2009

Brooklyn Zoo (Chinatown Ver.) (Lord Digga Mix) (Uncut) W/ Lyrics





Word up, I bust that nigga ass right now !
Ain’t none of them niggaz can’t fuck with me !
What ? Nigga you could never fuck with me, my nigga !
(Ol’ Dirty !) I’ll fuck you up right now ! What ? What ? What ?
Bust your motherfuckin ass boy ! I ain’t no motherfuckin joke
You know who you talkin to ?
(Word up, bust that nigga ass, word up)
Ol’ Dirty Bastard y’knahmsayin ? I’ll fuck you up right now !
Yeah, what ? What ? (Get that nigga yo !
He ain’t sayin nothin, fuck him !)

I’m the one-man army, Ason
I’ve never been tooken out, I keep MC’s lookin out
I drop science like girls be droppin babies
Enough to make a nigga go cra-a-azy
Energy buildin, takin all types of medicines
Your ass thought you were better than
Ason, I keep planets in orbit
While I be comin with teeth, bitin more shit
Enough to make ya break and shake ya ass
cause I create, rhymes good as a Tasty Cake, mix
This style, I’m mastered in
Niggas catchin headaches, what ? What ? You need aspirin ?
This type of pain, you couldn’t even kill with Midol
Fuck around get sprayed with Lysol
In your face like a can of mace, baby
Is it burnin ? Well fuck it, now you’re learnin
how, I don’t even like your motherfuckin profile
Give me my fuckin shit, CH-CH-BLAOW !
Not seen and heard, no one knows
You forget, niggaz be quiet as kept
Now you know nothin ; before you knew a whole fuckin lot
Your ass don’t wanna get shot !
A lot of MC’s came to my showdown
To watch me put your fuckin ass lo-o-ow down
As you can go, below zero
without a doubt I’ve never been tooken out
by a nigga, who couldn’t figure
Yo by a nigga, who couldn’t figure
Yo by a nigga, who couldn’t figure (Brooklyn Zoo)
how to pull a fuckin gun trigger
I said, "Get the fuck outta here !"
Nigga wanna get too close, to the utmost
But I got stacks that’ll attack any wack host
Introducin, yo FUCK that nigga’s name !
My hip-hop drops on your head like ra-a-ain
And when it rains it pours, cause my rhymes hardcore
That’s why I give you more of the raw
Talent that I got will riz-ock the spot
MC’s I’ll be bur-r-rnin, bur-r-rnin hot
Whoa-hoa-hoa ! Let me like slow up with the flow
If I move too quick, oh, you just won’t know
I’m homicidal when you enter the target
Nigga get up, act like a pig tryin to hog shit !
So I take yo ass out quick
The mics, I’ve had it my nigga, you can suck my dick
If you wanna step to my motherfuckin rep’
CH-CH-BLAOW ! BLAOW ! BLAOW ! Blown to death
You got shot cause you knock knock knock
"Who’s there ?" Another motherfuckin hardrock
Slackin on your mackin ’cause raw’s what you lack
You wanna react ? Bring it on back...

Chorus (5x) : Ol’ Dirty Bastard
Shame on you, when you step through to
the Ol’ Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo !

Outro : Ol’ Dirty Bastard
What ? My nigga...
Shame on ya...

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