Escape From the Zoo Songtext
von King Just

Tiger uppercut, yo, what the fuck?
A lot of you rappers are daffy, so you better duck
Down, check out the sound that pounds
Rugged raw rap is back from Shaolin′s underground
Who's in town? You guessed it, you guessed it
It′s the drunken monk and I came to get zested
Infested with deep thoughts that's insane
Whether the pen or steel, you're gonna feel the pain
I′ll reign just like a storm, droppin′ bombs
If you wanna get it on, let's get it on
Word is bond, ′cause I ain't got no time for you suckers
When the pen hits the pad, I′ll blow past you motherfuckers Ain't nothin′ funny, stop smilin', I'm wildin′
Funky freestylin′, straight from the Shaolin
Island, but you already know the half
Caught in between the world of science and math
Feel the wrath as I feel the fire down your back
I attack the track like contact to Cal Stax
Bring it back, press rewind, don't need swine
And my mind intertwines with rhymes, here′s the bottom line
You niggas can't get with it, forget it
Lookin′ so sweet that you make me wanna hit it
Ah shit it, the mental's is lost, but of course
My style is always comin′ off

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Ain't no stoppin' me now, I′m gonna blow
And away I go with another ill flow
Yo, who really started this rap shit?
I′m addicted and I can't stop sayin′ shit
Like Sega, I'm street fightin′ niggas like Vega
Black fist, I like to give a finger to you majors
Fuck you and all your groups and your phony-ass troops
Niggas think they rough 'cause they got trees on they boots
That don′t make you shit, plus talk is cheap
I roll with a mob that'd rather take it to the streets
The smoke got me open, I'm chokin′
They say that I′m brain dead, but how the hell I keep on flowin'?
On, they wonderin′ how I last as long
It's the bong that I smoke by the pond with the don
Ahh, that make you wanna sing
I knock your ass out just like Legends of the Ring
Ding-ding, nigga, let′s get ready to rumble
You stumble, if this was football, you'd fuckin′ fumble
What the bumba? I'm sleepin' on your shit like a slumber
Party, organized crime like John Gotti

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And away we go, blast off, I′m on the next level
Maybe it′s because I danced with the devil
A rebel without a pause, go for yours
I'm droppin′ drawers, my metaphor scores on the Billboard
Raw, my hardcore sound, ugh, touch down
Shaolin bound for my brothers who ain't fuckin′ down
I pose a threat, don't forget I expect that ass
To try to front and talk all that cheap trash
Smash hits and shit I done flipped
If my mouth was an automatic, my brain′d be the fuckin' clip
Slip into another case of bass, I face the race
And then be ghost without a fuckin' trace
Place the winner, I might eat that ass for dinner
The head spinner, man, you′re just a beginner
Sinner, I wanna be with you, boo
But I gotta do what I gotta do and represent the Zoo
2-6, Mobb, is you with me?
Special D, you in my head and in all my memories
2 Cent, Farf, and Heck
Rest in peace from the real rap vet, time to get wrecked

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′94, Shaolin soldiers goin' to war
King Shaolin, what, nigga?
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You shouldn′t have let us out, motherfuckers
Ahh