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Brooklyn Zoo Ii (tiger Crane) Lyrics - Return To The 36 Chambers [dirty Version] - Ol' Dirty Bastard

I'm the one, I'm the one, I'm the one, I'm the one 

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 

 

And 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 you break and shake yo' 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 bloaw! 

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 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 

 

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 

MCs, I'll be burnin', burnin' 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 

 

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! 

Shame on you, when you step through to 

The ol' dirty bastard, Brooklyn Zoo! 

Brooklyn Zoo, Brooklyn Zoo! 

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