12 O'Clock - Protect Ya Neck II the Zoo lyrics

[Intro: Ol' Dirty ba*tard] See let a n***a come through with that bullsh** Any time you pop that sh** n***a I'ma tell you you can s** a dick, you can s** a p**y I know, it'll come to what? Say what? Now I'ma let all you motherf**ers know See them knows that this is something you can't f** Whether you from Brooklyn, whether you from Manhattan You from Queens n***a I don't give a f**, where you be motherf**er! Where you reside... motherf**er! How you live? How you seeeeeeee [Ol' Dirty ba*tard] Sort the stack outs, this one's the blackout Three-fifty-seven to your mouth, blaaow!! [Buddha Monk - Brooklyn Zu] Dunn can you hear me? Raw is how I'm inflicting this It's that G type slang that makes this real sickening Ignite the styles, I got my hand upon the trigger Starts from the smallest and hits the bigger n***a [Prodigal Sunn - Sunz of Man] Yo, straight out the live by them hell fires A known mental k**er, born thriller, a**a**in of terror A hot bloody fatal mixture of carbonate water Homicidal manslaughter, d**h is the order Start the mission, travel like the speed of wind Through the valley of sin, I step to ville and murdered many man Serving justice in my vicinity [Zu Keeper - Brooklyn Zu] (This is, Brooklyn, Zu!!) Za-za-za, za-za-za Zuh-za-zah, z-zz-zz-z-z-zz-zz-z-dah-duh-dnn-duh [Murdoc - Brooklyn Zu] I get down, I get down, I crack your f**ing crown Lay around and watch some real n***as break ground I can't shop cause every bro blowing up the spot Hit rocks and n***as know [k**ah Priest - Sunz of Man] Yo! n***as grab the mic like the bites of a scorpion Nervous, that's why the Zu brought me in Now bring em forth, like the tortures at the courts Before the case begin, first break me in His brain! And make sure he can't maintain the calmness Ya harmless, watch how I bomb this Stage like mail appears to be the Moon Now your Posse is your f**ing Platoon Stale sound just flows through the air I'm like a ninja, once I send ya downstairs Then I get furious, imperious, the lyricist with the clearest rhyme Erupt to deduct your f**ing mind [12 O'Clock - Brooklyn Zu] f** sh** up on the hurry-up Known for burying ducks through more styles than a monk Warning you chump, brain is out for lunch Given the power punch, soon to be paid like Donald Trump Never fall victim to no b**h Jerked my dick, but still got more hoes than a pimp And score more points than Shawn Kemp Keeping powerfully strong like the center on the Knicks Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut!! Ol Dirty ba*tard live and uncut (Shame on a n***a who tried to run game on a...) [Shorty sh** Stain - Brooklyn Zu] Got more props than the President My hardcore represent Blowing n***as back who never had this Cause I'm gifted, so you can gift wrap the sh** I'm kicking and send it to your moms for Christmas And tell her Shorty sh** Stain sent it Soon to have more green than the Jolly Green Giant Cause n***as rap styles just down, it's expired You should've stayed home Instead of picking up a microphone But if you wanna run on up, like you tough I call your bluff and blow you down with my hardcore stuff I shine like twenty-four carat, n***as know... [Ol' Dirty ba*tard] Roll and stroll with the party scene n***a wanna know me as Mr. Clean Wza-wza-wza-wza-Wu-Tang, flip the script and Test my sk** n***as, you're tripping Drugged up from sniffing, you're the one who's riffing I'm not Opie, save that old sh** for Andy Griffith Start to flip, slip cause you're slipping While you sleep I be the God on point, with Scottie Pippen As I jump on stage, flip rip a show Strip and rip a ho, wayyy like Bo Jackson while I'm still taxing maxing Relaxing sitting back, silly attraction Again and again when I rock the jam Wanna see em up in the air, throw up your hand Introducing one-man band in town It's wild, more the style couldn't stand n***a When the jump stepped to the center Of the rhyme inventor, MCs come at the You get dap slapped, across the MC map Your a** that's your a** on a who*e shot Come on through I black and blue your whole crew Then I get Rudy with the Hong Kong Foo Ol Dirty ba*tard, MC k**er Money maker, Brooklyn, Shaolin style That I lay down like tile, then I get higher [60 Second Assa**in - Sunz of Man] Here comes the illlll, type ruffer Style be untouched I'm leavin broken down grammars on the pen Who who what? What brings it? Tighter than your an*s Chambers this name is for the deepest trainers Keep it stainless, steel, on time it is the windmill Deadly venom k**s, at the last of the Sam's Mill 60 Second, nucleus, attack on your set Hit you with the blast (yo close the door) Shabazz!! *gun blast*