[ODB] Yeah yeah (come on) Ahahahhhahaha Minds Start to freeze at ease (ah na *****) Its the Wu- Tang Killa Bees Brooklyn Zu (yeah) Mad Twos Coming at your avenue 36 Chambers at a theater Near you You don't know what can happen We are gonna take it to a new level in hip-hop [Chorus - ODB] Wu gots like come on through, Sooooh is the call for the Wu Zu gots like come on through, Soooooh is the call for the Zu If your from the east coast and your down with Brooklyn Zu Soooh thats the call for your crew If your from the west coast and your down with Brooklyn Zu Soooh thats the call for your crew [Buddha Monk] They call me heatmizer Blowing my top your not wiser The lyrical robber I burn ya ass like Lava Magma Plus you can bust my crust They call me road runner I leave ya ass in the dust I drink the heat beneath the Earth's core 6 Million and 50 degrees maybe more Over ground mounds, metallic minerals, enough flesh Leaving mother ******s in a mess Myyyy crustal plate, you cant separate my colossal force BLAST!! your off course Drying molting rock, I can flow nonstop Condense with sea water watch me spin like a top For miles and miles deep You cant endure the heat Be the first to run or the last ***** sleep I sore with the glasses, Thick like molasses Now I breath exhale the poison gases [Chorus] [Drunken Dragon] Now take this I hit you with the drunken dragon fist Got the funk for you mind leaving ****** in bliss I look deep in your eyes, digging into your soul Pulling out the inner thoughts, weak minds behold I know exactly what your thinking Wait for you to blink and hit you with a rhyme and make your ego sinking I send your wack ass back to class, learn something So you can peep the real **** and you can stop fronting On your phony block, with your phony glock And so you slip, when ****** burn the drama they put text on your lips Booka Blaww! Son I just about thought of that **** So you want to be a gansta rapper boy you get the **** The drunken dragon coming at you If I hear you say Brooklyn Zu then I say who you! [Chorus] [ODB] Now back the **** up before I use my gat Spray two to your neck, and four to your back Its the hard-core warrior straight from Madena Look upon my face it shows no ameba Brooklyn Zu, Killa bees on the swarm I bee in your area so sound the alarm Monks in the front, not the ****ing trunk Knocking down ******, and girls see the lump **** is real, yes im hitting hot like spiel Im coming through your town, so its best that your peel For real Yes I get dirty with my skills No slacks in my thoughts no time for me (cough) ****** your crazy I leave no ****ing traces When I leave it on your ass you be desinergrated Crazy lunatic, with the style thats sick Somebody in my click is bound to set up it, ya hit By the strikes **** that I fist, Im just like the devil I dont play no tricks [Chorus] [ODB, Drunken Dragon and Buddha Monk] Yeah yeah, yeah 1070 New York Ave All my ****** on New York Ave Drunken Dragon RR keep it real, (DONT **** WITH MEEEEE!!) Texas yo We Love ya
[ODB] Yeah yeah (come on) Ahahahhhahaha Minds Start to freeze at ease (ah na *****) Its the Wu- Tang Killa Bees Brooklyn Zu (yeah) Mad Twos Coming at your avenue 36 Chambers at a theater Near you You don't know what can happen We are gonna take it to a new level in hip-hop [Chorus - ODB] Wu gots like come on through, Sooooh is the call for the Wu Zu gots like come on through, Soooooh is the call for the Zu If your from the east coast and your down with Brooklyn Zu Soooh thats the call for your crew If your from the west coast and your down with Brooklyn Zu Soooh thats the call for your crew [Buddha Monk] They call me heatmizer Blowing my top your not wiser The lyrical robber I burn ya ass like Lava Magma Plus you can bust my crust They call me road runner I leave ya ass in the dust I drink the heat beneath the Earth's core 6 Million and 50 degrees maybe more Over ground mounds, metallic minerals, enough flesh Leaving mother ******s in a mess Myyyy crustal plate, you cant separate my colossal force BLAST!! your off course Drying molting rock, I can flow nonstop Condense with sea water watch me spin like a top For miles and miles deep You cant endure the heat Be the first to run or the last ***** sleep I sore with the glasses, Thick like molasses Now I breath exhale the poison gases [Chorus] [Drunken Dragon] Now take this I hit you with the drunken dragon fist Got the funk for you mind leaving ****** in bliss I look deep in your eyes, digging into your soul Pulling out the inner thoughts, weak minds behold I know exactly what your thinking Wait for you to blink and hit you with a rhyme and make your ego sinking I send your wack ass back to class, learn something So you can peep the real **** and you can stop fronting On your phony block, with your phony glock And so you slip, when ****** burn the drama they put text on your lips Booka Blaww! Son I just about thought of that **** So you want to be a gansta rapper boy you get the **** The drunken dragon coming at you If I hear you say Brooklyn Zu then I say who you! [Chorus] [ODB] Now back the **** up before I use my gat Spray two to your neck, and four to your back Its the hard-core warrior straight from Madena Look upon my face it shows no ameba Brooklyn Zu, Killa bees on the swarm I bee in your area so sound the alarm Monks in the front, not the ****ing trunk Knocking down ******, and girls see the lump **** is real, yes im hitting hot like spiel Im coming through your town, so its best that your peel For real Yes I get dirty with my skills No slacks in my thoughts no time for me (cough) ****** your crazy I leave no ****ing traces When I leave it on your ass you be desinergrated Crazy lunatic, with the style thats sick Somebody in my click is bound to set up it, ya hit By the strikes **** that I fist, Im just like the devil I dont play no tricks [Chorus] [ODB, Drunken Dragon and Buddha Monk] Yeah yeah, yeah 1070 New York Ave All my ****** on New York Ave Drunken Dragon RR keep it real, (DONT **** WITH MEEEEE!!) Texas yo We Love ya
