Brooklyn Zoo

Lyrics

Shit
 Word, I'll bust that nigga ass right now
 Ain't no- none of them niggas can't fuck with me
 What? Nigga, you could never fuck with me, my nigga
 I'll fuck you up right now, what? What? What?
 Bust your motherfucking ass, boy
 I ain't no motherfucking joke
 You know who you talking to? (Yo, word up, bust that nigga ass, word up)
 Ol' Dirty Bastard, you know what I'm sayin'?
 I'll fuck you up right now
 Yeah, what? What? What?
 He ain't sayin' nothin', fuck him
 I'm the one-man army, Ason
 I never been tooken out, I keep MC's looking out
 I drop science like Cosby dropping babies
 Enough to make a nigga go crazy
 In the G-Building, taking all types of medicines
 Your ass thought you were better than
 Ason? I keep planets in orbit
 While I be coming with deeper and more shit
 Enough to make you break and shake your ass
 As I create rhyme good as a Tastykake makes
 This style, I'm mastered in
 Niggas catching 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 burning? Well, fuck it, now you're learning
 How I don't even like your motherfucking profile
 Give me my fucking shit, chk-chk, blaow!
 Last seen and heard, no one knows
 You forget, niggas be quiet as kept
 Now you know nothing
 Before you knew a whole fucking lot
 Your ass don't wanna get shot
 A lot of MC's came to my showdown
 And watched me put your fucking ass low down
 As you can go, below zero
 Without a doubt, I 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 fucking gun trigger, I said, "Get the fuck outta here"
 Nigga wanna get too close to the utmost
 But I got stacks that'll jack any wack host
 Introducing, yo, fuck that nigga's name
 My hip-hop drops on your head like rain
 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 rizzock the spot
 MC's, I'll be burning, burning hot
 Woah-ho-ho, 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, try to hog shit
 So I'll take your ass out quick
 The mics, I'm had it, my nigga, you can suck my dick
 If you wanna step to my motherfucking rep
 Chk-chk, blaow, blaow, blaow, blown to death
 You got shot 'cause you knock-knock-knock
 "Who's there?" Another motherfucking hard rock
 Slacking on your macking 'cause raw's what you lack
 You wanna react? Bring it on back (back)
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo (Brooklyn Zoo, what?)
 Shame on you when you step through to (my nigga)
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 What? My nigga
 Shame on you
 Shame-
 Shame on you when you step through to-
 Shame on-, shame on-
 Shame on you when you step through to-
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 What? My nigga
 
 Shit
 Word, I'll bust that nigga ass right now
 Ain't no- none of them niggas can't fuck with me
 What? Nigga, you could never fuck with me, my nigga
 I'll fuck you up right now, what? What? What?
 Bust your motherfucking ass, boy
 I ain't no motherfucking joke
 You know who you talking to? (Yo, word up, bust that nigga ass, word up)
 Ol' Dirty Bastard, you know what I'm sayin'?
 I'll fuck you up right now
 Yeah, what? What? What?
 He ain't sayin' nothin', fuck him
 I'm the one-man army, Ason
 I never been tooken out, I keep MC's looking out
 I drop science like Cosby dropping babies
 Enough to make a nigga go crazy
 In the G-Building, taking all types of medicines
 Your ass thought you were better than
 Ason? I keep planets in orbit
 While I be coming with deeper and more shit
 Enough to make you break and shake your ass
 As I create rhyme good as a Tastykake makes
 This style, I'm mastered in
 Niggas catching 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 burning? Well, fuck it, now you're learning
 How I don't even like your motherfucking profile
 Give me my fucking shit, chk-chk, blaow!
 Last seen and heard, no one knows
 You forget, niggas be quiet as kept
 Now you know nothing
 Before you knew a whole fucking lot
 Your ass don't wanna get shot
 A lot of MC's came to my showdown
 And watched me put your fucking ass low down
 As you can go, below zero
 Without a doubt, I 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 fucking gun trigger, I said, "Get the fuck outta here"
 Nigga wanna get too close to the utmost
 But I got stacks that'll jack any wack host
 Introducing, yo, fuck that nigga's name
 My hip-hop drops on your head like rain
 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 rizzock the spot
 MC's, I'll be burning, burning hot
 Woah-ho-ho, 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, try to hog shit
 So I'll take your ass out quick
 The mics, I'm had it, my nigga, you can suck my dick
 If you wanna step to my motherfucking rep
 Chk-chk, blaow, blaow, blaow, blown to death
 You got shot 'cause you knock-knock-knock
 "Who's there?" Another motherfucking hard rock
 Slacking on your macking 'cause raw's what you lack
 You wanna react? Bring it on back (back)
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo (Brooklyn Zoo, what?)
 Shame on you when you step through to (my nigga)
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 What? My nigga
 Shame on you
 Shame-
 Shame on you when you step through to-
 Shame on-, shame on-
 Shame on you when you step through to-
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 What? My nigga
 
 Shit
 Word, I'll bust that nigga ass right now
 Ain't no- none of them niggas can't fuck with me
 What? Nigga, you could never fuck with me, my nigga
 I'll fuck you up right now, what? What? What?
 Bust your motherfucking ass, boy
 I ain't no motherfucking joke
 You know who you talking to? (Yo, word up, bust that nigga ass, word up)
 Ol' Dirty Bastard, you know what I'm sayin'?
 I'll fuck you up right now
 Yeah, what? What? What?
 He ain't sayin' nothin', fuck him
 I'm the one-man army, Ason
 I never been tooken out, I keep MC's looking out
 I drop science like Cosby dropping babies
 Enough to make a nigga go crazy
 In the G-Building, taking all types of medicines
 Your ass thought you were better than
 Ason? I keep planets in orbit
 While I be coming with deeper and more shit
 Enough to make you break and shake your ass
 As I create rhyme good as a Tastykake makes
 This style, I'm mastered in
 Niggas catching 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 burning? Well, fuck it, now you're learning
 How I don't even like your motherfucking profile
 Give me my fucking shit, chk-chk, blaow!
 Last seen and heard, no one knows
 You forget, niggas be quiet as kept
 Now you know nothing
 Before you knew a whole fucking lot
 Your ass don't wanna get shot
 A lot of MC's came to my showdown
 And watched me put your fucking ass low down
 As you can go, below zero
 Without a doubt, I 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 fucking gun trigger, I said, "Get the fuck outta here"
 Nigga wanna get too close to the utmost
 But I got stacks that'll jack any wack host
 Introducing, yo, fuck that nigga's name
 My hip-hop drops on your head like rain
 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 rizzock the spot
 MC's, I'll be burning, burning hot
 Woah-ho-ho, 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, try to hog shit
 So I'll take your ass out quick
 The mics, I'm had it, my nigga, you can suck my dick
 If you wanna step to my motherfucking rep
 Chk-chk, blaow, blaow, blaow, blown to death
 You got shot 'cause you knock-knock-knock
 "Who's there?" Another motherfucking hard rock
 Slacking on your macking 'cause raw's what you lack
 You wanna react? Bring it on back (back)
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo (Brooklyn Zoo, what?)
 Shame on you when you step through to (my nigga)
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 What? My nigga
 Shame on you
 Shame-
 Shame on you when you step through to-
 Shame on-, shame on-
 Shame on you when you step through to-
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 What? My nigga
 
 Shit
 Word, I'll bust that nigga ass right now
 Ain't no- none of them niggas can't fuck with me
 What? Nigga, you could never fuck with me, my nigga
 I'll fuck you up right now, what? What? What?
 Bust your motherfucking ass, boy
 I ain't no motherfucking joke
 You know who you talking to? (Yo, word up, bust that nigga ass, word up)
 Ol' Dirty Bastard, you know what I'm sayin'?
 I'll fuck you up right now
 Yeah, what? What? What?
 He ain't sayin' nothin', fuck him
 I'm the one-man army, Ason
 I never been tooken out, I keep MC's looking out
 I drop science like Cosby dropping babies
 Enough to make a nigga go crazy
 In the G-Building, taking all types of medicines
 Your ass thought you were better than
 Ason? I keep planets in orbit
 While I be coming with deeper and more shit
 Enough to make you break and shake your ass
 As I create rhyme good as a Tastykake makes
 This style, I'm mastered in
 Niggas catching 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 burning? Well, fuck it, now you're learning
 How I don't even like your motherfucking profile
 Give me my fucking shit, chk-chk, blaow!
 Last seen and heard, no one knows
 You forget, niggas be quiet as kept
 Now you know nothing
 Before you knew a whole fucking lot
 Your ass don't wanna get shot
 A lot of MC's came to my showdown
 And watched me put your fucking ass low down
 As you can go, below zero
 Without a doubt, I 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 fucking gun trigger, I said, "Get the fuck outta here"
 Nigga wanna get too close to the utmost
 But I got stacks that'll jack any wack host
 Introducing, yo, fuck that nigga's name
 My hip-hop drops on your head like rain
 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 rizzock the spot
 MC's, I'll be burning, burning hot
 Woah-ho-ho, 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, try to hog shit
 So I'll take your ass out quick
 The mics, I'm had it, my nigga, you can suck my dick
 If you wanna step to my motherfucking rep
 Chk-chk, blaow, blaow, blaow, blown to death
 You got shot 'cause you knock-knock-knock
 "Who's there?" Another motherfucking hard rock
 Slacking on your macking 'cause raw's what you lack
 You wanna react? Bring it on back (back)
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo (Brooklyn Zoo, what?)
 Shame on you when you step through to (my nigga)
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 What? My nigga
 Shame on you
 Shame-
 Shame on you when you step through to-
 Shame on-, shame on-
 Shame on you when you step through to-
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 Shame on you when you step through to
 The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
 What? My nigga
 

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Duration
03:37
Key
2
Tempo
92 BPM

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