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OL DIRTY BASTARD lyrics : "Zoo Two"

[Ol Dirty [email protected]&!]
I'll grab and the mic and now I damage you, cut your whole stamina
Here comes the medical examiner

One verse then you're out for the count
(Bring the ammonia) make sure he sniffs the right amount
Wake him up and then I ask him

Why did he intend this --
competition to get an $$# kickin so tremendous
Boy you shouldn't bother this

Leave me alone like the (son said G or he'll be fatherless!)
I got the asiatic flow mixed with disco
Roll up on the scene like the Count of Monte Crisco

and MC's start to vanish
(I stepped up to a jet black kid, started speakin spanish!
Yo he wasn't from Panama

I asked him how he get so dark, the ^!$$% said suntama!
He responded so fast, you made me laugh)
Ha-ha-ha, HARARRRH (then I scared-his $$#!)

(Kick the hundred strongest rhymes
I brought out the punk in him
Caught him with a strong five deadly venom

Told him enter the Wu-Tang
Witness the Shaolin slang, that'll crush the %#@! you bring)
I watch your $$# take a big fall, why?!

My Main Source, is like a friendly game of stickball
And as you step up to bat man (I play the riddler)
You try to do me for a rhyme (then I'll change to Hitler)

Go out like !#@$; you'll be wishin your $#[email protected] $$#
stayed home and played (Yahtzee!)
Or watchin Happy Days sweatin (Poxie)

with Ralphie and Richie Cunningham, Joni and (Chachi)
Wu, who? Me gettin wreck so I'm through
Like a ten and a half foot, gettin in a seven (shoe)

(Now picture THAT with a Minolta)
Have your $$# doin some Night Fever %#@! like John Travolta
I come strong I make knowledge born, I flip the script

and rock on from P.M. (past the $#[email protected] Dawn)
Pass the Hammer you're broke down, ^!$$%z grab my what what
Can't understand it here's the panaroma

(A complete view of how I defeat you)
Should of stepped to those $#[email protected] kids who tried to (beat you)
Yeah I bust that $$# before

(You ran to Texas and came back but forgot the chainsaw!)
And want to perform a massacre
Better be coming with some mother$#[email protected] %#@! that's spectacular

Crush the person who did em, well you just better
So I'm stepping to your (raggedy $$# jetta)
Put the pedal to the metal

You and your DJ change your name to Ma and Pa Kettle
as I (pass the bone, kicks your every measure)
It's not a Newport but it's still live with pleasure

(C'mon don't be silly, just a bag of sensimilli
Rolled up in a) Motown Philly
(I used to write all the time when I smoked

Grab the mic, then I kinda like went for broke
With visually concepts strongest rhymes and biceps
Lyrically speakin, three to four rhymes then choke

Some think they be harmin this, claimin they be bombin this)
But they still remains a-nom-ynous
I pull strings like Jimi Hendrix

Ride more beats that go backs to the days of Eddie Kendricks
I teach the truth to the youth, I say (hey youth)
Here's the truth, better start wearing (bullet proof)

Arm yourself with a shield
(Before you get trapped up) just like the Children in the Cornfield

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