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ryan musarra - who runs dis zoo? lyrics

who runs dis zoo?

verse 1 (h. specter soul collector)

what da f-cks is your name?
what da f-cks is your game?
why da f-cks you in my existential conscience plane??
what da f-cks why so earlier you honking your moped like you is the earlybird bus
or you is out long hauling with these 18 wheely trucks?
i never supposed to be on the wake up
before the morning ball of fire sucks all the shade up
now look at this in this day i wake down instead of up?
you know you gonna get it, rip into your gut
so many of a twisted way, the nurse lady is gonna be stuck
they gonna have to take away her first aid kit
cause alls my nephews is doing is peeling band-aids all across her throat & cl-t

hook (towtruck tombstones)

what the f-ck happened with the game?
talk about change, ain’t one thing the same
whole new zoo, can’t call out a name
do a stint for 15 and all the street beasts gone clean
this whole hood gone wood
ain’t ready for a pre game?
keep your fries small fry
cause the shakes already been came …and they ain’t going away

verse 2 (h. specter s. collector)

yo po, like fo’sure
i know you know its a major daddy no no
never be waking up a specter with bull-sh-t
you panties is all twisted up in banter
confused rants no perspective
across our already f-cked up ozone layer
and here to it, i hear yo paperboy -ss
on your paperboy route- tossing two gossip girl nonsense
with every one of them printed rat sh-t
every which order coming at me yo
like i got that multiple noise disorder

that frog play dont jump in my pond
so be a good tadpole before you gets donned
don juan kimodo, hock ya ring baby froto
so you is trying that up-twerp
yo bring it official stop being a flirt
with my bottom-b-tch cup of tea, this sh-t just ain’t goin be
but you is no less a bluff christening my smile ain’t gonna be enough
put the bible before me
and you can bring this to court
now might that right be a twisting thought
of all greatness
i gone checked outdoor and it was an outpour
forswore i catch you even having a convo on the topic
where you mentioning anything that gots to do with my cl!ck-
when i deplore your services its gonna be a full hood uproar

but to your unarmored defense my girlies rap back
that they be too snooty fo yo fruity un-rooted unsavory doo doo flavory snow leaf -ss
which is far p-ssed from what -ss is defined according to that webster fella
but back to the fact of this day’s pleading duty
i’m four seconds from tear-ripping your name
working from the inside out until you is tear-jerking
peeps wide and far from the equator will become educated
what you is about to the raw bone dang thang
blasted muck thinks he is dan-cing
oh the twerp-chirp only recognize what he be capable of?
my one eye can solve a crossword while you is all cankered
tryin feed the housebird not even understanding what is a byword
sh-t munchkin last time i anch0r-d in yo hood
you know that farmland that got whats 2-3 lots on each block
and they be cattle folk, cub you is my best joke
but really on the laundry room type chatter
come forth and explain why i seen yo catbird
come crawling out your backyard all beat battered
looking sadder than it really matters
why is that feline uncollared even allowed out of her parlor
she a most uncultured cl-ster-f-ck of mindless blubbered gossip
even with my driver that night my old lady bettered yo b-tch
who be trying that come in to barter wit my bartender at the billiard

sh-t squeezed ain’t this clamored

why i even bother conjuring up this clapboard of censored codeword
yo flimsy brain better be uncovering cause this ain’t no euchred
the only tricks you pull is making a hotdog disappear
after pouring out custard you floured haggard rundown dullard
who is a c-mbersome to his own children who favor my harbor
look i got nothin but love for those two
its that ain’t you fl-stered or deferred and demurred
for lack of a better word fractured
at how i’m your children role model
they started calling me father, soon i’ll just foster them
cause your home is a hazard and it ain’t no flattery when
i say i’m feeling fevered its best i skip this dinner yo ho put out
smellin like badger curd or rather lemme take a look in your cupboard
surely i’ll see doddered gizzard garnered in dog dung and goat lard
my goatherd wouldn’t murder with a single finger
cause your taste is lacking flavor
ugghh who does the shopping here? who dresses you in the morning?

hook 2 (towtruck tombstones)

what the f-ck happened with the game?
everyone talking that change, ain’t one thing the same
they say the gr-ss grows greener on the other side
i wouldn’t doubt it and i wouldn’t shout it
but my crop goes browner
crispy leaf, yellowish on the outside
minty aftertaste fervent underbite
i ain’t trying to run back in for a double-bid
so to keep the flows loose, your swagger saucy
tell me who runs dis zoo
and i’ll drop him safely and savvy and for me no remorsing

verse 3 (h. specter s. collector)

you is a b-gg-r’d
and one day when you grow the b-lls of hindsight to look inward
first order of business will be to change your name from cryptic-
ok lets wait for that to settle on a tastebud
hold on its taking a while
cause nothin you spit is cryptic
when all i hear is gibber-jatter-jitter-gibbered-fritter-lizard-limping-while
-i’m-muttering-on-this-man’s-nards-like-a-leopard-is-l!cking-its-lips-wishing-
i-was-neutered-from-my-jugular

growing up you was called jailbird stalkish type
the haltered type handicap hindered
free parking always limp-d-ck
i know i never forget, trust bubblegum baby
for biography purposes you ain’t worth my d-ckered
-haha- figure that out
horizontaling the vertical upthrow
down down below low shift limbo-
i know this sh-t is augered best head homeward
where your simple mind is nurtured like a flower
in yo back garden where life be focused on a f-ckin orchid
tellin me how much it needs to be watered
and you all pampered by this slathered seabird
drooling slaverish licorice on a tool-less tool bench
crusty edged quavered plastered lumberjack type-
alright you is surely lost so check back tomorrow, ok kipper
ignore that ripper no its not misheard i really said you been martyred
for co-jack that cat who runs the halls of oxford
another mustering master of cow nard
lacks l-st, lifeless, over-priced
but rudely to sedimentary the boy is rightly rooted
sound & roundly, a full fledged scanty
scabby toes loose without woes or too close in iq of a goose
to foreshadow the truth of a noose in a public hanging
both you together couldn’t combine head flow
and follow this threaded lanyard
stretching starboard while i easily
lay into this next headword

hook 3 (towtruck tombstones)

can’t believe this be how we is batting up
what the f-ck happened with the starting lineup?
where did this game go?
everyone talking on that change, ain’t one thing the same
sonny sons go ahead now drop to the ground and hand me my crown
ain’t no way no specter be the one
who let one ya flesh blood f-ck-head even dream
a 10 second fantasy you topping me

do a stint for 15 and all the street beasts gone clean
this whole hood gone wood, ain’t ready for a pre game
keep your fries small fry
cause the shakes already been came …and they ain’t going away

so listen up folk in case you deaf
or hard of understanding without a ref
there is now a new zookeeper bleeding poetry into soliloquy
so when someone ask, “who be running dis zoo?”
you best be pointing your finger at this sl!ck livid specter
more heister than the kings most rested jester

- ryan musarra lyrics

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