[Ol Bastard]
See let a nigga come through with that Anytime you pop that nigga I'ma tell you you can suck a dick, you can suck a I know, it'll come to Say what? Now I'ma let all you motherfuckers See them that this is something you can't fuck Whether you from Brooklyn, whether you from You Queens nigga, I don't give a fuck, where you be motherfucker! you reside... motherfucker! How you live? How you seeeeeeee...
Sort the stack outs, this the blackout Three-fifty-seven to mouth, blaaow!!
Monk - Brooklyn Zu]
Dunn can you me? Raw is how I'm inflicting this It's that G slang that makes this real sickening my styles I got my hand pon the trigger Starts the smallest and hits the bigger nigga
Sunn - Sunz of Man]
Yo, straight actin live about them A mental killer, or thriller, assassin of terror The hot bloody fatal mixture of carbonate Homicidal manslaughter, death is the order start the Travel the speed of wind the valley of sin, I step to ville and murdered many man Serving justice in my
[Zu Keeper - Zu]
(This is, Brooklyn, Zu!!) Za-za-za, Zuh-za-zah,
- Brooklyn Zu]
I get I get down I crack your fuckin crown Lay and watch some real niggaz break ground I can't shop 'cause every bro up the spot Hit and niggaz know
[Killah Priest - of Man]
Yo! Niggaz grab the mic like the bites of a Nervous, that's why the Zoo me in Now bring em forth, like the at the courts Before the begin, first break me in His brain! And make sure he can't the calmness Ya harmless, how I bomb this Stage like, mail, pre hands be the move Now Posse is your fuckin Platoon Stale cells, just flows the air I'm like a ninja, once I ya down stairs I get furious, imperious, the lyricist With the cleverest Erupt to deduct your fuckin
[12 O'Clock - Zu]
shit up on the hurry-up Known for burying ducks through styles than a muck Warning you chump, is out for lunch Given the power punch, soon to be paid like Donald Never fall to no bitch my dick, but still got more hoes than a pimp And more points than Shawn Kemp Keepin strong like the center on the Knicks Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut!! Ol Bastard live and uncut
(Shame on a nigga who to run game on a...)
Shit Stain - Brooklyn Zu]
Got props than the President My represent, blowin niggaz back who never had this I'm gifted, so you can get wrapped The shit I'm kickin, send it to your for Christmas And tell her Shorty Shit Stain it Soon to have more green than the Green Giant 'cause niggaz rap styles just down is You stayed HOME instead of picking up a microphone But if you run on up, like you TOUGH I call your bluff, and blow you down with my Stuff, I like twenty-four carat
Dirty Bastard]
Roll and stroll the party scene wanna know me as Mr. Clean Wza-wza-wza-wza-Wu-Tang, the script and Test my niggaz, you're trippin Drugged up from sniffin, you're the one riffin I'm not Opie, save old shit for Andy Griffith Start to flip, slip, you're slippin While you sleep I be the God on point, with Scottie As I, jump on stage, flip rip a Strip and rip a hoe, like Bo Jackson while I'm taxin maxin Relaxin sittin sellin good tracks and Again and again I rock the jam SEE EM UP IN THE AIR! Throw up your hand Introducin, band in town It's wild, with the style couldn't stand When the jump, stepped, to the Of the rhyme inventor, come at the You get dap slapped, the MC map ass that's your ass, on a whore shot Come on through I black and blue whole crew Then I get Rudy the Hong Kong Foo Ol Dirty Bastard, MC maker, Brooklyn, challenger That I lay down towel I get higher!!
[60 Second - Sunz of Man]
Here comes the illlll, ruffer Style be untouched I'm leavin down grammars on the pen Who who what? What it? Tighter than your anus Chambers this is for the deepest trainers Keep it stainless, steel, on time it is the venom kills, at the last of the Sam's Mill 60 Second, nucleus, attack on set Hit you with the blast (yo the door) Shabazz!! blast]