8.Freestyle
(wbkzu fm)
I'm in here chilling with buddha monk and my man, poppa chief.
Peace to the gods and the earths.
new
Album.
Yeah. youknowi'msayin？ it has-- it consists of everybody in the
zu.
Youknowi'msayin？ ol' dirty bastard. youknowwhati'msayin？
12 o'clock. shorty shit stain. poppa chief. k-blunt.
of them.
That's the zu ninjaz. 5 ft. hyper snyper. we can't forget my
Mother fuckin man, hook ninja. you know shy d and them？
And ob and all of them. that's most of the jersey niggaz and
shit.
Then you got the manchuz and shit. drunken dragon and spritiual
Assassin. uh-uh. niggaz don't know about manley mussa and all of
them.
You know and professor king bee and all of them.
jump
Off and shit. niggaz don't even know about half the shit we're
About to come with. youknowwhati'msayin？
time
To see the brooklyn zu come through. youknowi'msayin？
Cuz we all remain in you. youknowi'msayin？ universally unified
To make things happen. youknowi'msayin？ that's just about,
Basically about it right now. the name of the album is called,
Like i said before, 'the prophecy'. youknowi'msayin？ it's the
Lord buddha monk. and what？ niggaz, what？
brother.
I can feel that. the buddha, check out his album. yo, so how
About this？ how about we get you boys right here into a little
Freestyle？ aight, youknowi'msayin？ kick it to a freestyle.
Yo, check it like this.
It's the brooklyn zu, it's the brooklyn zu
Let me tell you mother fuckers, it's the brooklyn zu
It's the brooklyn zu, it's the brooklyn zu
Let me tell you mother fuckers, it's the brooklyn zu
Yo, i be in this game, the buddha monk fuckin up your stamina
Shut your mouth, listen close to this brooklyn zu damager
I never seen so many amateurs get awards for wack grammar
But now i got my daily plan on how to act right, think right
Get the subverb on ya, then fuckin ram ya, ha! it's sickenin
Heard better shit on the radio, but your's the one that's still
tickin
It's alright, i'ma come with that wild stack
There's the brooklyn zu laid on every track
Try not playin my shit, nigga and you'll catch two to ya back
Yo, i mean that, my style made strictly for the rap, where it
was at
Fuck the diamonds, the plush houses and the bitches layin on
they stacks
Niggaz, what？ niggaz, what？ what？ it's the freestyle!
It's a psycho, so shoot fast on the warpath
Every time i touch a stick of steel, it's a bloodpath
Black licorice, choclate compressed
Super-nigga written across my chest
I'd bet my left nut, plus all of my riches
I won't be the one rockin the bandages and stitches
I jiggle jiggle cuz it itches
A hundred-mile an hour pitches
I love it when the bitches be blowin me kisses
＊kissing sound＊ right back at you
Spell my mother fuckin name right when you put it on the statue
I'll come back, who ever wanna step to the b-r double o k-l-y-n
z-u
＊radio static＊ mother fucker!
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