Brooklyn Zoo II lyrics

by

Ol’ Dirty Bastard


[Intro]
One two, one two -- you taping this?
All types of sh*t yo let that sh*t ride
Word to mother, turn up the microphone!
Get all that good sh*t, get all that good sh*t [one two, one two]
One two, one two, one two... one two
Now n*ggas know
Ssssshhhit, yo yo check this out, check this joint
This is strictly for the radio, yo
I just want all y'all to know
The reason why I curse is because my momma and my daddy
They grew up cursin
So please respect my style, please!

[Verse 1: Ol' Dirty bast*rd]
I'll grab the mic and now I damage you, cut your whole stamin-u
Ohh, ssssh*t, nahh
I'll grab the mic and now I damage ya, cut your whole staminuh
Here comes the medical examinuh
One verse then you out for the count
Bring the ammonia make sure he sniffs... the right amount
Ya yo, I'm sorry, un-gah-e-gas-e-ya

I'll grab the mic and now I damage you, cut your whole stamiNUH
Here comes the medical examiNUH
One verse then you're out for the count
Bring the ammonia, make sure he sniffs the right amount
Wake you up and then I ask you
How do you attend this --
Competition to get an asssss kickin sooooo tremendous, RARRH!
You shouldn't bother this
Leave me alone like a son he'll be fatherless!
I got the asiatic flow mixed with disco
Roll up on the scene like the Count of Monte Crisco
And MC's start to vanish
I rolled up on a jet black kid the n*gga started speakin spanish
Yo! You wasn't from Panama!!
I asked you how you get so f*ckin dark, you said "Suntanama!"
He responded so fast, you made me laugh
Ha-ha-ha, HARARRRH scared-his ass!
Kick the hundred strongest rhymes
Then I brought out the punk in him
Roll up with the strong five deadly venoms
Told HIM! Enter the Wu-Tang!
Witness the Shaolin slang, that crush any sh*t you bring
I watch your ass take a big fall, why?!
My Main Source, is like a friendly game of stickball
And as you step up to bat man, I play the riddler
You try to do me for my n*gga I'll change to Hitler
I'll go out like Nazi, wish your f*ckin ass stayed
Home and play Yahtzee!
Or watchin Happy Days sweatin Poxie
With Ralphie and Cunningham, Joni and Chachi
[Yo Unique, yo kid
Check this sh*t out! Yo, yo]

[Verse 2: Ghostface Killah]
Ninety-five n*ggas is wasted
Keystone capered, and Wu kept the rap fiends basted
Foamin out the mouthpiece, heads blown like geese
Murderous police, I do shows and perform in Grease
It's not magic, gaming is the gadget
World classic big national high attracts dear graphics
Lampin in my own zone, my physical show
Inhale bones Tony stuck, for the diamond in Rome
He's convincin, labelled one man rap convention
The n*gga that'll gun down, eighty frenchmen
Lead vocalist, music specialist, rap arsonist
I deal with sharpness plus spark the hardest individual
I plant crimes inside vocals
My rap's like my passport, my life's my proof
Hit the sun roof, be out like a wanderin dream
Shuttle, and get startled off the verbal hygiene, my n*gga

[Sample of Damage]
[Sample of Baby C'mon]
[Sample of Brooklyn Zoo]
[Sample of Drunk Game (Sweet Sugar Pie)]
[Sample of The Stomp]
Shame on you when you step through to
Ol Dirty bast*rd, Brooklyn Zoo!
Shame on you when you step through to
Ol Dirty bast*rd, Brooklyn Zoo!
What?!! My nuh
Shame on you when you step through to
The Ol Dirty bast*rd, Brooklyn Zoo
Shame on you when you step through to
The Ol Dirty bast*rd, Brooklyn Zoo
To the West coast!
To the East coast!
To the North coast
To the South
When you take North, East, West, South
Put it all together and it spell NEWS!
Then you got the ol rhythm, bast*rd blues
And ya don't stop
So keep your sh*t, motherf*cker, f*cker, f*cker!

[Live concert]
Word up, louder
Represent, how do we do?
Please everybody
Yo #1 is the Brooklyn Zoo in the muthaf*cka house?
Yeah!!
Man, come on man with that bullsh*t
Is the Brooklyn Zoo in the muthaf*cka house?
f*ck is goin on, n*ggas from Brooklyn don’t f*ckin scream like that
n*ggas don’t yell like that
Muthaf*ckas is the Brooklyn Zoo in the muthaf*ckin house?
sh*t, is Uptown in the muthaf*ckin house?
Hehehe, hehehe
Yo, f*ck that sh*t
Is my black n*ggas and n*ggarettes in the muthaf*cka house?
sh*t is live here at the Two man
But yo, what I can't understand man, a n*gga gotta get drunk
Ol' Dirty I got my Brooklyn Zoo n*ggas here tonight
YouknowhatI'msayin
These n*ggas ain’t no muthaf*cka joke
When Ol' dirty bast*rd records
What the f*ck is down
Gimme some love n*gga
What these n*ggas?
Yo, check it out, yo
I’m a get busy for y'all n*ggas and n*ggaretts tonight
YouknowhatI'msayin, but
A n*gga is sober a reason gotta get drunk for
So y'all keep continuin this phat sh*t
I wanna give nuff respect to everybody that’s comin here doin this sh*t
YouknowhatI'msayin
Cuz my man, the Bandit over here
He gonna have sh*t goin for ya
On the real side baby
n*ggas gotta go
Keep it real, n*ggas gonna get drunk, n*ggas gotta go
Like I can really f*ck a n*gga up sh*t
When you drunk, all you can see is f*ckin light man
That’s all I know , that’s all i see
Let me move the f*ck over here
Yo yo, these n*ggas straight jacket and sh*t
I give nuttin' but respect to n*ggas that got out here man
YouknowhatI'msayin
n*ggas comin into this rap game and sh*t
And muthaf*ckers actually think this f*ckin rap game is a f*ckin joke!
Let me explain to yall about how tha f*ck rap is
See rap to me, is like my b*tch, right, my b*tch
She f*ckin up a n*gga, and I get mad and I wanna kill the b*tch and I wanna kill the n*gga
See this is how we must step up to the muthaf*ckin microphone
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