Brooklyn Zoo II

Intro:<br><br>One two, one two -- you taping this?<br>All types of shit yo let that shit ride<br>Word to mother, turn up the microphone!<br>Get all that good shit, get all that good shit [one two, one two]<br>One two, one two, one two... one two<br>Now niggaz know<br>Ssssshhhit, yo yo check this out, check this joint<br>This is strictly for the radio, yo<br>I just want all y`all to know<br>The reason why I curse is because my momma and my daddy<br>They grew up cursin<br>So please respect my style, please!<br><br>Verse One: Ol Dirty Bastard<br><br>I`ll grab the mic and now I damage you, cut your whole stamin-u<br>Ohh, sssshit, nahh<br>I`ll grab the mic and now I damage ya, cut your whole staminuh<br>Here comes the medical examinuh<br>One verse then you out for the count<br>Bring the ammonia make sure he sniffs... the right amount<br>Ya yo, I`m sorry, un-gah-e-gas-e-ya<br><br>I`ll grab and the mic and now I damage you, cut your whole stamiNUH<br>Here comes the medical examiNUH<br>One verse then you`re out for the count<br>Bring the ammonia, make sure he sniffs the right amount<br>Wake you up and then I ask you<br>How do you intend this --<br>competition to get an asssss kickin sooooo tremendous, RARRH!<br>You shouldn`t bother this<br>Leave me alone like a son he`ll be fatherless!<br>I got the asiatic flow mixed with disco<br>Roll up on the scene like the Count of Monte Crisco<br>and MC`s start to vanish<br>I rolled up on a jet black kid the nigga started speakin spanish<br>Yo! You wasn`t from Panana!!<br>I asked you how you get so fuckin dark, you said suntama<br>He responded so fast, you made me laugh<br>Ha-ha-ha, HARARRRH scared-his ass!<br>Kick the hundred strongest rhymes <br>then I brought out the punk in him<br>Roll up with the strong five deadly venoms<br>Told HIM! Enter the Wu-Tang!<br>Witness the Shaolin slang, that crush any shit you bring<br>I watch your ass take a big fall, why?!<br>My Main Source, is like a friendly game of stickball<br>And as you step up to bat man, I play the riddler<br>You try to do me for my nigga I`ll change to Hitler<br>I`ll go out like Nazi, wish your fuckin ass stayed<br>home and play Yahtzee!<br>Or watchin Happy Days sweatin Poxie<br>with Ralphie and Cunningham, Joni and Chachi<br><br>[Yo Unique, yo kid<br> Check this shit out! Yo, yo]<br><br>Verse Two: Ghostface Killer<br><br>Ninety-five niggaz is wasted<br>Keystone capered, and Wu kept the rap fiends basted<br>Foamin out the mouthpiece, heads blown like geese<br>Murderous police, I do shows and perform in Grease<br>It`s not magic, gaming is the gadget<br>World classic big national high attracts dear graphics<br>Lampin in my own zone, my physical show<br>Inhale bones Tony stuck, for the diamond in Rome<br>He`s convincin, labelled one man rap convention<br>The nigga that`ll gun down, eighty frenchmen<br>Lead vocalist, music specialist, rap arsonist<br>I deal with sharpness plus spark the hardest individual<br>I plant crimes inside vocals<br>My rap`s like my passport, my life`s my proof<br>Hit the sun roof, be out like a wanderin dream<br>Shuttle, and get startled off the verbal hygiene, my nigga<br><br>[sample of Stamina]<br>[sample of Baby C`mon]<br>[sample of Brooklyn Zoo]<br>[sample of Drunk Game (Sweet Sugar Pie]<br>[sample of The Stomp]<br><br>Shame on you when you step through to<br>Ol Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo!<br>Shame on you when you step through to<br>Ol Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo!<br>What?!! My nuh<br>Shame on you when you step through to<br>The Ol Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo<br>Shame on you when you step through to<br>THe Ol Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo<br>To the West coast!<br>To the East coast<br>To the North coast<br>To the South<br>When you take North, East, West, South<br>Put it all together and it spell NEWS!<br>Then you got the ol rhythm, bastard blues<br>and ya don`t stop<br>So keep your shit, motherfucker, fucker, fucker!<br><br>[live concert]