[Ol` Dirty Bastard]
Word up, I bust that n*gga ass right now!
Ain`t none of them n*ggas can`t f**k with me!
What? n*gga you could never f**k with me, my n*gga!
Dirt f**k you up right now! What? What? What?
I bust your motherf**kin ass boy!
I ain`t no motherf**kin joke, you know who you talkin to
(Word up, bust that n*gga ass, word up)
Ol` Dirty Bastard, I f**k you up right now
Yeah, what? What? (Shame on that n*gga yo
He ain`t sayin nothin, f**k him!)
I`m the one-man army, Ason
I`ve never been tooken out, I keep MC`s lookin out
I drop science like girls be droppin babies
Enough to make a n*gga go cra-a-azy
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 sh*t
Enough to make ya break and shake ya ass
`cause I create rhymes good as a tasty cake, mix
This style, I`m mastered in
n*ggas catchin headaches, what? What? You need Aspirin?
This type of pain, you couldn`t even kill with Midol
f**k around get sprayed with Lysol
In your face like a can of mace, baby
Is it burnin? Well, f**k it, now you`re learnin
how, I don`t even like your motherf**kin profile
Give me my f**kin sh*t, CH-CH-BLAOW!
Not seen and heard, no one knows
You forget, n*ggas be quiet as kept
Now you know nothin
Before you knew a whole f**kin lot
Your ass don`t wanna get shot
A lot of MC`s came to my showdown
To watch me put your f**kin ass lo-o-ow down
As you can go, below zero
without a doubt I`ve 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**kin gun trigger
I said "Get the f**k outta here!"
n*gga wanna get too close, to the utmost
But I got stacks that`ll attack any wack host
Introducin, yo f**k that n*gga`s name
My hip-hop drops on your head like ra-a-ain
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
MC`s I`ll be bur-r-rnin, bur-r-rnin hot
Whoa-hoa-hoa! Get me like slow-mo 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 tryin to hog sh*t
So I take yo ass out quick
The mics, I`ve had it my n*gga, you can s*ck my dick
If you wanna step to my motherf**kin rep`
CH-CH-BLOAW! BLOAW! BLOAW! Blown to death
You got shot cause you knock knock knock
"Who`s there?" Another motherf**kin hardrock
Slackin on your mackin `cause raw`s what you lack
You wanna react? Bring it on back...
[Chorus (5x): Ol` Dirty Bastard]
Shame on you, when you step through to
the Ol` Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo!
[Outro: Ol` Dirty Bastard]
What? My n*gga...
Shame on ya...