Brooklyn Zoo (Stripped Version) [2020 Remaster] (Stripped Version; 2020 Remaster)

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 motherfuckin' ass, boy, I ain't no motherfuckin' joke

You know who you talkin to? Ol' Dirty Bastard, you know what I'm sayin'?

I'll fuck you up right now, yeah, what? What? What? (Ol' Dirty)

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

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 ya, break ya, shake ya 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

Gimme my fuckin' shit, ch ch blaow

Not seen an' 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

An' when it rains, it pours, 'cause my rhymes hardcore

That's why I give you more of the raw

Talent that I got will rizock the spot

MCs I'll be burnin', burnin' hot

Whoa, lemme 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 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 blaow, blaow, blown to death

You got shot 'cause you knock, knock, knock

"Who's there?", another motherfuckin' hard rock

Slackin' on your mackin', 'cause raw's what you lack

You wanna react? Bring it on back

I rock the microphone, kill the M-I-C

I get happy as I won't be back

Nigga, whoever fuck with Ol' Dirty Bastard

I fuck you up nigga, anytime, anyday, any motherfuckin' way

Give it to you G

Take your fuckin' ass homie with you along

I'll fuck around and get busy on your shit, right your motherfuckin' end

You know what I'm saying?