BROOKLYN ZU - We Comin' For Ya lyrics

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I first saw the Zu immortals doing an expedition lead by my father

We shared a common dream, to prove that the Legend of Zu was not a myth

But reality

Ya'll muthafuckas still hanging around

Ya'll niggas ain't lay down, and stay the fuck down?

What ya'll thought ya'll wasn't gonna see us?

Ya'll wasn't gonna see the Zu? Nigga, we here, nigga!

12 O'Clock, Merdoc, Shorty Shitstain, Buddha Monk

Nigga, we here, nigga, ya'll niggas best to lay the fuck down

You heard? What the fuck is ya'll thought? Huh

Ya'll don't want me to kill again!

We're comin' for ya... Zu's comin' for ya

We're comin' for ya... Zu's comin' for ya

When the bullets start flying, people start dying

Cause they're ain't no denying, man

That the Zu ain't playing, do ya dig what I'm saying?

Or the gun will go bang

Most of the cats out make me laugh

Got a piece of the corner, and you think you a man?

And I don't care what you got in your hand

When the Zu come through, bet we eat on this land

This chamber clutch bang fucks, chain the rust with dirty thoughts

Brooklyn Zu, the new holocaust

I break bones, by breaking bones, take crews in home

And throw your bitch a dirty bone

I hung with all of us, we make bread to break it up

Medina warriors, when we came, they buckled up

I'm in to fast cars, Olde English the house vote

Pretty bitches that deep throat, and damn a nigga toke

My Zu niggas really do roll, ya'll niggas don't know?

Ya'll candy ass niggas is casserole

I sent a smoke signal, and my niggas a large biscuit

Get on some 'go-get-you' and burn you with dirty pistols

Y'all fuckas better off dead, fucking living in sin

Slave from a mental death, ya blood I require, bitch

I'll send you to hell fire, time for you to retire

When I enter, Glory be's my name

It was always so bitchin' and it will always be

You ain't hear me on that shit; a Nigga Please?

I'm the father of creation, God of the Universe

I created Adam, and I gave you Eve

See I told ya'll muthafuckas to lay down, and stay the fuck down

See ya'll hard headed ass niggas, ya'll some big headed ass niggas

Ya'll don't want me to kill again, I'm telling you...

Come on, waste it, tuck ya Timex, honey

Got money on my mind, and ain't a damn thing funny, bout ta

Heat up the streets, with this hardcore technique

If you could see how I see, you can peep the recipe

I'm Brooklyn bound, I'm holding it down

Got all my Cuffie's around

Straight from Medina, where niggas is lost and not found

Step into my zone and you bound to get crowned

And if you want it, you got it, here it is, both barrels

Kid, why ain't your jaw slapping now, nig?

Teeth to chattering, your knees to knocking

I guess that nigga was doing all the talking

It's the O.B.Z.U. cannibal, don't feed the animals

Lock me up, in a cage like Hannibal

Lectur, Popa Chief, supa Ninja

Security double, can't stop the gate crashers

We back again, ripping tracks again

Niggas wanna don't y'all relax, my friend

We pack 'em in, hit the stage with a bottle of gin

You front, niggas, crack your chin

See the Bedstuy dudes laugh at men

Holding that coward ass pig like forty plus ten

See my whole styles move like wind, watch my brain be the paper

And my thoughts be the pen

Yeah, see, ya'll muthafuckas ain't believing us

Ya'll ain't see how it was coming

Ya'll ain't know how it was coming

Once you know that you had laid, got laid the fuck down

That was it! Know what I'm sayin'

That's how it's going down right now, knowhatimsayin'

Ya'll niggas don't know, we got to kill again right now

It's the muthafucking Zu Ninjaz up in here!

See you over there, try'nna hide, nigga

I dip-dip-dive, your inside like a knife, nigga

Should of never left your iron, nigga

Think five times, before you come outside, nigga

And come around these hungry niggas

Kings in the concrete jungle, eat your tender viddles

Breakfast, lunch and dinner, ya lost in the source

First place! No beginner

Desparado, I keep hollows, drink liquor from the bottle

I hang with vato's from Morocco

I hear the word, we hit you up with glocks and calico's

Now your dressed in blood, taco

That's beef, they call Irie little 'ief

Just look at it as, I love to trick or treat

I'm nothing sweet, I'm a beast

I'm cold bananas, here comes the lights, the cameras

This is it right here, knowhatimsayin?

Ya'll niggas don't want me to kill again

The Zoo Keeper letting ya'll muthafuckas know

That ya'll niggas gon' lay the fuck down

And stay the fuck down, and that's how we gon' do it

That's how that work, you heard? Yea

Cause ya'll niggas don't want me to kill again