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 - Композиторы:
 - Russell Jones
 - W Reed
 - F Cuffie
 - Robert F. Diggs
 - Russell (Ol' Dirty Jones
 - Smis
 - D Turner
 - E Chambers
 
- Жанры:
 - Hip-Hop
 
- Теги:
 - how you live
 - rap
 - riorioimmanence
 
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Ol' Dirty Bastard - Текст песни Protect Ya Neck II the Zoo
featuring Brooklyn Zoo Sunz of Man 
 12 O'Clock Shorty Shit Stain 
[Ol Dirty Bastard]
 See let a nigga come through with that bullshit 
 Anytime you pop that shit nigga 
 I'ma tell you you can suck a dick you can suck a pussy 
 I know it'll come to what? Say what? 
 Now I'ma let all you motherfuckers know 
 See them knows that this is something you can't fuck 
 Whether you from Brooklyn, whether you from Manhattan 
 Always 
 You from Queens nigga, I don't give a fuck, where you be motherfucker! 
 Where you reside... motherfucker! How you live? How you seeeeeeee... 
 Sort the stack outs, this one's the blackout 
 Three-fifty-seven to your mouth, blaaow!! 
[Buddah Monk - Brooklyn Zoo]
 Dunn can you hear me? Raw is how I'm inflicting this 
 It's that G type slang that makes this real sickening 
 Ignite my styles I got my hand pon the trigger 
 Starts from the smallest and hits the bigger nigga 
[Prodigal Son - Sunz of Man]
 Yo, straight actin live about them hellfires 
 a known mental killer, or thriller, assassin of terror 
 The hot bloody fatal mixture of carbonate water 
 Homicidal manslaughter, death 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 
[Zoo Keeper - Brooklyn Zoo]
 (This is, Brooklyn, Zoo!!) 
 Za-za-za, za-za-za 
 Zuh-za-zah, z-zz-zz-z-z-zz-zz-z-dah-duh-dnn-duh 
[Murdoc - Brooklyn Zoo]
 I get down I get down I crack your fuckin crown 
 Lay around and watch some real niggaz break ground 
 I can't shop cuz every bro blowin up the spot 
 Hit rocks and niggaz know 
[Killah Priest - Sunz of Man]
 Yo! Niggaz grab the mic like the bites of a scorpion 
 Nervous, that's why the Zoo 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, pre hands that be the move 
 Now your Posse is your fuckin Platoon 
 Stale cells, just flows through the air 
 I'm like a ninja, once I send ya down stairs 
 Then I get furious, imperious, the lyricist 
 with the cleverest rhyme 
 Erupt to deduct your fuckin mind 
[12 O'Clock]
 Fuck shit up on the hurry-up Ol' Dirty Bastard - Protect Ya Neck II the Zoo - http://ru.motolyrics.com/ol-dirty-bastard/protect-ya-neck-ii-the-zoo-lyrics.html
 Known for burying ducks through more styles than a muck 
 Warning you chump, brain is out for lunch 
 given the power punch, soon to be paid like Donald Trump 
 Never fall victim to no bitch 
 Jerked my dick, but still got more hoes than a pimp 
 And score more points than Shawn Kemp 
 Keepin powerfully strong like the center on the Knicks 
 Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut!! 
 Ol Dirty Bastard live and uncut 
(Shame on a nigga who tried to run game on a...)
[Shorty Shit Stain]
 Got more props than the President 
 My hardcore represent, blowin niggaz back who never had this 
 Cause I'm gifted, so you can get wrapped 
 The shit I'm kickin, send it to your MOMS for Christmas 
 And tell her Shorty Shit Stain sent it 
 Soon to have more green than the Jolly Green Giant 
 Cuz niggaz rap styles just down is aspired 
 You shoulda 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 
[Ol Dirty Bastard]
 Roll and stroll with the party scene 
 Nigga wanna know me as Mr. Clean 
 Wza-wza-wza-wza-Wu-Tang, flip the script and 
 Test my skill niggaz, you're trippin 
 Drugged up from sniffin, you're the one who's riffin 
 I'm not Opie, save that old shit for Andy Griffith 
 Start to flip, slip, cuz you're slippin 
 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 hoe, wayyy like Bo 
 Jackson while I'm still taxin maxin 
 Relaxin sittin back sellin good tracks and 
 Again and again when I rock the jam 
 WANNA SEE EM UP IN THE AIR! Throw up your hand 
 Introducin, one-man band in town 
 It's wild, with the style couldn't stand nigga 
 When the jump, stepped, to the center 
 of the rhyme inventor, MC's come at the 
 You get dap slapped, across the MC map 
 Your ass that's your ass, on a whore shot 
 Come on through I black and blue your whole crew 
 Then I get Rudy with the Hong Kong Foo 
 Ol Dirty Bastard, MC killer 
 Money maker, Brooklyn, challenger 
 That I lay down like towel 
 Then I get higher!! 
[62nd Assassin - 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 anus 
 Chambers this name is for the deepest trainers 
 Keep it stainless, steel, on time it is the windmill 
 Deadly venom kills, at the last of the Sam's Mill 
 62nd, nucleus, attack on your set 
 Hit you with the blast (yo close the door) 
 Shabazz!! 
 *gun blast













