Tekster:
Go Back To The Zoo

it down, blow it like trial, Panatella Dutchy wine in my tall glass, Young Money baby, big shit like a horse ass, Stacks in my backpack, shades on, hat back

, calling you, calling you Go on home your mama's callin' you Go on home your mama's callin' you Go on home your mama's callin' you Go on home your mama

prism Biochemical jism Hits you with its rhythm They act like Earth Was a terrestial prison A zoo for humans Put their cities into ruins Now we can feel

teeny-tiny little pieces.'' ``Okay'', said the bird. Billy the Bird almost touched the Wolf's head with his wings while the Wolf snapped angrily at him. ``Go

It's the ghost, I got to go to sleep just to get home I'm spiritually outta this world Meet my lyrics on the darkside come back when the dutchie

I finally get to sleep I dream in Technicolor Well, I see creatures come back from the ice age Alive and being fed inside a zoo cage See in the shapes

Know I'm with these cracks dude Yo, one, two Yo, Dirt McGirt, solid tone smith with fifth shots Lick shots, leave your head like a Shaolin monk with six dots Brooklyn, zoo, zoo Brooklyn, zoo, zoo

with these cracks dude [ODB] Yo, 1, 2...Dirt McGirt! Solid tone smith with 5th shots, lick shots Leave your head like a Shaolin monk with 6 dots Brooklyn, Zoo, Zoo (Yo) Brooooklynnnnnnn....ZOO

motion sickness Back and forth, b-back and forth From in the streets or right back in court Candy car built like a tank And my crib built like a fort Let's go