Ol' Dirty Bastard - Zoo Two Lyrics
[Ol Dirty Bastard]I'll grab and the mic and now I damage you, cut your whole staminaHere comes the medical examinerOne verse then you're out for the count(Bring the ammonia) make sure he sniffs the right amountWake him up and then I ask himWhy did he intend this --competition to get an ass kickin so tremendousBoy you shouldn't bother thisLeave me alone like the (son said G or he'll be fatherless!)I got the asiatic flow mixed with discoRoll up on the scene like the Count of Monte Criscoand MC's start to vanish(I stepped up to a jet black kid, started speakin spanish!Yo he wasn't from PanamaI asked him how he get so dark, the nigga said suntama!He responded so fast, you made me laugh)Ha-ha-ha, HARARRRH (then I scared-his ass!)(Kick the hundred strongest rhymesI brought out the punk in himCaught him with a strong five deadly venomTold him enter the Wu-TangWitness the Shaolin slang, that'll crush the shit you bring)I watch your ass take a big fall, why?!My Main Source, is like a friendly game of stickballAnd 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 Nazi; you'll be wishin your *****in assstayed 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 throughLike a ten and a half foot, gettin in a seven (shoe)(Now picture THAT with a Minolta)Have your ass doin some Night Fever shit like John TravoltaI come strong I make knowledge born, I flip the scriptand rock on from P.M. (past the *****ing Dawn)Pass the Hammer you're broke down, nigga
