[intro: monk] I figure I you niggaz this one, Drunk off the is for all you crazy cats This is how goin down I'm seein my *echo* (wha-wha-wha-what? (wha-wha-wha-what? what? )
[chorus x4: monk] out the zu of valleys and rats Comes those crazy cats, those cats
[buddha This ain't a normal presentation, an performance For all you non-belivers and riker's Blinkin with the monk will get ya ya pride In chunks, while my flow just ya mind up Get ya on on, but watch ya set Mines on ya lawn, up ya set >from the gate, I drop smart bombs on the For the most, I roast and toast a in any coast This vigilante, to be drunk off this hennessey Fuck with me nigga, like you dyin in your own enequity Zu ministry, back washed set the mind free Come me on this journey as the flows reach the air breeze B-u-d-d-h-a m-o-n-k, on the brooklyn zu thing What's next? brooklyn brawler, run for the And shit worse, once I drink the firewater
x4]
[buddha the party master, rap slasher, bone cracker >from here, now and after, catch brooklyn zu rapture Thoughts travel from just to make you niggaz be gone Only drop atomic bombs, calm, now bring it on Your ass, I'll smack that ass, blast you quick-fast You make me laugh, every time I hear you on the wax The catches whip-lash from the shit that I'll spit fast It's gon' be the number one seller, played by my man dash You won't be next to flex this, stretch just blessed this The lurch I'm feelin it, evil dee said I'm killin it The blood, i'ma smoke this one bud And show my people out there appreciation for givin me
(wha-wha-wha-what? ) (wha-wha-wha-what? ) (wha-wha-wha-what? ) (wha-wha-wha-what? )
x4]
[outro: voice] Power, equality, sees equality To the atlas, this is from the manchuz, god All God squad, and brooklyn zu, the zu ninjaz I'd like to say peace to everybody in the Do the first so you don't forfeit That devil's uncivilization, that trick-knowlogy that has you You asked, it was many before you were convinced to be even born thru reality, yacub's, no terminology or trick-knowlogy