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ol' dirty bastard - brooklyn zoo (stripped version) lyrics

[intro]
sh+t. word. i bust that n+gga ass right now
ain’t no–none of them n+ggas can’t f+ck with me
what? n+gga you could never f+ck with me, my n+gga
i’ll f+ck you up right now! what?! what?! what?!
bust your motherf+cking ass boy!
i ain’t no motherf+cking joke, you know who you talking to?
(word up, bust that n+gga ass, word up)
ol’ dirty b+st+rd, you know what i’m sayin’?
i f+ck you up right now
yeah! what?! what?! what?!

[verse]
i’m the one+man army, ason
i never been tooken out, i keep mc’s looking out
i drop science like girls be dropping babies
enough to make a n+gga go crazy
in the g+building, taking all types of medicines
your ass thought you were better than
a+son, i keep planets in orbit
while i be coming with deeper and more sh+t
enough to make you break and shake your ass
as i create rhymes good as a tastykake makes
this style, i’m mastered in
n+ggas catching headaches, what? what? you need aspirin?
this type of pain, you couldn’t even k!ll with midol
f+ck around, get sprayed with lysol
in your face like a can of mace, baby
is it burning? well, f+ck it, now you’re learning
how i don’t even like your motherf+cking profile
give me my f+cking sh+t: ch+ch+blaow!
last seen and heard, no+one knows
you forget: n+ggas be quiet as kept
now you know nothing
before you knew a whole f+cking lot
your ass don’t wanna get shot
a lot of mc’s came to my showdown
and watched me put your f+cking ass low down
as you can go, below zero
without a doubt i never been tooken out
by a n+gga, who couldn’t figure
yo by a n+gga, who couldn’t figure
yo by a n+gga, who couldn’t figure (brooklyn zoo)
how to pull a f+cking gun trigger
i said “get the f+ck outta here!”
n+gga wanna get too close, to the utmost
but i got stacks that’ll attack any wack host
introducing + yo f+ck that n+gga’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 r+iz+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
n+gga get up, act like a pig trying to hog sh+t
so i take yo ass out quick
the mics, i’ve had it my n+gga, you can suck my d+ck
if you wanna step to my motherf+cking rep
ch+ch+bloaw! bloaw! bloaw! blown to death
you got shot ’cause you knock knock knock
“who’s there?” another motherf+cking hardrock
slacking on your macking ’cause raw’s what you lack
you wanna react? bring it on back
i rock the microphone, k!ll the m.i.c
get happy as i wanna be

[outro]
n+gga!
don’t ever f+ck with the ol’ dirty b+st+rd
i f+ck a n+gga up any time, any day, any motherf+cking way
give it to ya, n+gga
take ya f+cking ass home where you belong
f+ck around, get physical on your sh+t right motherf+cking now
know what i’m saying?

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