[Intro] Shit. Word. 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 motherfucking ass boy! I ain't no motherfucking joke, you know who you talking to? (Word up, bust that nigga ass, word up) Ol' Dirty Bastard, I fuck you up right now
[Zwrotka] I'm the one-man army, Ason I never been tooken out, I keep MCs 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 rhymes 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: CH-CH-BLAOW! Not 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 MCs 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 attack 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 riz-ock the spot MCs I'll be burning, burning hot Whoa-hoa-hoa! 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 trying 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 motherfucking rep CH-CH-BLOAW! BLOAW! BLOAW! Blown to death You got shot cause you knock knock knock "Who's there?" Another motherfucking hardrock Slacking on your macking cause raw's what you lack You wanna react? Bring it on back
[Outro] Shame on you, when you step through to The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo! x5
Shame on ya!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
