Intro

 Sing the song, sing along with me
 Sing the song, sing the song with me

 Verse 1

 When I'm with you baby, tell me why, tell me so
 I ask you to go high, you tell me to go low
 So I go low, [slurp], taste the [bad word] 
 [Slurp], taste it again, I like it
 [Rrr] I'm the original G-O-
 Making young ladies scream's my specialty
 when I go DUN DUN DUN DUH, girls get hype
 From the funky fresh music that was stereotyped
 When I kill, that ol' mad funky flow
 Not sayin Ason, duck duck disco
 Or disco duck, strictly hip hop
 baby baby, I can't stop
 Wu, gots ta [bad word] on through
 Soo, that's the call for the Wu
 I came here to rectify
 BROOKLYN ZOO, terrify
 Why, niggas wanna get up and rap and rap and rap
 Man, [bad word] that
 [bad word]  that I make it's the skit
 I wanna see ya hands in the air, can ya dig it
 Let's sing the song
 [bad word] on party people, all in together now, sing along

 Have you ever ever ever
 In your long legged life
 Had a bald headed [bad word] 
 For your bald headed wife

 [laughter] Gimme dat

 Verse 2

 Who's the baddest [bad word] in the Brooklyn town
 And also representer of the Wu-Tang sound
 If you wanna get up and get [bad word] up
 Last [bad word] got up and got shot up
 But you's a gangsta, on the boards I'll bang ya
 Mess with the Wu-Tanger, I'll hang ya
 You'll get shanked and spanked and alley-ooped
 I admire [bad word] niggas like Dre and Snoop
 Chamber number 9, verse 32
 Only speaks about BROOKLYN ZOO
 That a [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] through
 No-one is available to [bad word] 

 This is chamber number 9, verse 32
 is what we call The Stomp

 [Stomp]
 The stomp is down [Stomp]
 Get down for your crown [Stomp]
 Stomp [Stomp]

 [ODB]
 Verse 3

 Brothas always playin with the microphone
 When it blows up in your face, [BOOM] you leave it alone
 You couldn't touch, this style is too much
 It's the rhymer, I don't give a crippled crab [bad word] 
 [bad word]  Any [bad word] or [bad word] 
 Get burned to the brimecell like a cigarette
 Straight up and down, I don't play around
 Rhymin gets me paid madd bread by the pound
 Shout out to my crew, tight as a belt y'all
 Go by the name Big A, from the shelter