Brooklyn Zoo - Stripped Version; 2020 Remaster

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
 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? Ol' Dirty Bastard, you know what I'm sayin'?
 I'll fuck you up right now, yeah, what? What? What? (Ol' Dirty)
 I'm the one-man army, Ason
 I've never been tooken out, I keep MCs lookin' out
 I drop science like girls be droppin' babies
 Enough to make a nigga go crazy
 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 ya, 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
 Gimme my fuckin' shit, ch ch blaow
 Not seen an' 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 MCs came to my showdown
 To watch me put your fuckin' ass low 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
 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 rain
 An' when it rains, it pours, 'cause my rhymes hardcore
 That's why I give you more of the raw
 Talent that I got will rizock the spot
 MCs I'll be burnin', burnin' hot
 Whoa, lemme 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, blown to death
 You got shot 'cause you knock, knock, knock
 "Who's there?", another motherfuckin' hard rock
 Slackin' on your mackin', 'cause raw's what you lack
 You wanna react? Bring it on back
 I rock the microphone, kill the M-I-C
 I get happy as I won't be back
 Nigga, whoever fuck with Ol' Dirty Bastard
 I fuck you up nigga, anytime, anyday, any motherfuckin' way
 Give it to you G
 Take your fuckin' ass homie with you along
 I'll fuck around and get busy on your shit, right your motherfuckin' end
 You know what I'm saying?