BROOKLYN ZU

BROOKLYN ZU - Knock, Knock lyrics

rate me

Ain't nothing changed, RZARectah

Yo Gleamz, throw it up

Yo, 12, you see him over there? (bododododo)

Shitty, Merdoc, you take the front

Zoo Keeper, you come with me, let's go

Knock knock, guess who came knockin' at your door

It's them Brooklyn Zu dudes and we back for more

Knock knock, we from the slum where poppers are from

Get your facts right, game tight, ain't playing tonight

Knock knock, this ain't right, cause change light that bring light

Same night, watch the story tonight

Knock knock, if you didn't wanna play with these cats

You should of shut ya ass up, now it's lay where you at

So knock knock

Dartsman, marksman, captain of the starship, you can mark this

The night that you reached your darkening

Zu blade master from the Dirt Dog Chapter

Get snapshot, exit wound back and G cut after

Lay my life on the line for any Cuffie Crime nigga

Stand trial, lay 'em down, blame cats uptown now

My dig, came to Dirt, nigga, so this off hurt critters

Got ghost getter, under Roc-A-Fella in winter

Peep me in the Maybach, 12 boomin' on haze back

Gleamz, you got made gat, take aim, refrain at

It's the payback, Shitty hit 'em with the mack

Merdoc gon' wild, Zoo Keeper got watch

Damn right we do it, how we gotta

After that, post up and bury chicks

Sippin' on a new trick, the casualty's reality

The gun game, the slug name, end game

Ya life nothing but memories and shames

For those who thought it would of been a drought forever

Flood the city with plenty rain and call wicked weather

The scale of the event was unprecedent

MC's reactions, delayed and hesitant

Swords are bent, the gravity gon' mad

Heavy rhymes they move through the galaxy on pads

While traveling, they test air and change seasons

Collide with exploding stars and rap breathings

The dominant factor within the universe

Highest form of light that live off the grains of Earth

Never go against it, because it's not the objective

Plus there's no room for error on the different descriptive

Yo, I still write the raw uncut material

Before I blast the mic, RZA scratch off the serial

Words are like bullets, verses are like clips

Rhymes are just guns, cannons that sink ships

Dope man, dope man, I got the snub in my right hand

Traffic coke in the Mazda van

My whole team Supreme Clientele like Ironman

28, turn a range in his tan, man

When I drive with my seeds, there's no contraband

Like shooting revolvers, it's auto jam

Got the baseball bat, head's a ball, man

MOney tall, and nigga, this is midget man

Cut up coke, I'm Edward the Scissorhands

Niggas is pussy, all I see is panties, man

Carry tools on my belt, like a handy man

Smoke O.G. kush with Method Man

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