Brooklyn Zoo Lyrics by Wu-Tang Clan
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src="../pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"> [Ol' Dirty Bastard] Word up, I bust that nigga ass right now! Ain't none of them niggas can't fuck with me! What? Nigga you could never fuck with me, my nigga! Dirt fuck you up right now! What? What? What? I 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, I fuck you up right now Yeah, what? What? (Shame on 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, niggas 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! Get me like slow-mo 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-BLOAW! BLOAW! BLOAW! 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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