Prepare For The Buddha Monk (feat. Brooklyn Zoo, Da Manchuz & Ol'Dirty

[hook: ol' dirty [bad word] 
Get prepared for the buddha monk
You wanna get high? roll up the skunk
Ladies and gentlemen..

[intro: ol' dirty [bad word] 
Yo, turn this [bad word] up, man
Turn the mics open.. turn the mic up, man
I want.. I want the mic.. I want the mic to shake
The mic don't even sound good at all
Man, what's up with that [bad word] 
Each one of these niggaz try to say a rhyme
They don't wanna work through that [bad word] Knawi'msayin? niggaz gotta learn how to feel that [bad word] .
If you're feelin with me, then you're dealin with filth
If you can barely hear it then you need to go

[hook 2x]

[chorus 2x: 12 o'clock]
It's a buddha monk show
Brooklyn zu niggaz smoked, high off a duck low

[babyface finster]
Nosy wails tales from a high plainz drifta
Bounty killer, most wanted villain
Dead or alive, to survive he strive off gun smoke
I toke, the colt forty-five
Desert eagle, rips through cerebral tissue
The issue, gun slingin, drug dealin, four wheelin
Appealin chicks, up jumps the [bad word] And it's a hit, a tale of two hoes
Songs about clothes, need to be thrown out ya [bad word] window
Niggaz lovin hoes, lickin their toes
I suppose you high from the candy, for the nose
Niggaz is a joke, I take a toke of the la
And all the botty boys go boom bye bye

[chorus]

[manley musa]
If he [bad word] up
These niggaz spreadin rumors and get touched up
By m three-eighty-oh, musa on the low
Get ya high with fly style, rugged profile
With chuckers, you know it's time for some pound to go [bad word] suckers, get they [bad word] neck broke in my book
Strike, if you don't want to get hype then stay put
Pop [bad word] like like liquid lips, spit like mac's spit
Burnin in whips, sippin and dip cops and [bad word] The God can't slip, I hold the weight above my shoulders
Fake toasters get bust back, you're still in the holster
Don't play this [bad word] backwards, it goes "mc's lack this"
Deep in the corridors of the ghettos where I yap this
Heads try to plot on this, kidnap us like slaves, du'
Doggy, he's wu, he's the brand new craze
Young child misbehave on brand new styles that's bathed
And addict was holdin black back in his earlier days
I had badder days, that was better days and skills pays
Still got laid, rollin on through these street trades
Each corner is equality, baby, do you follow me?
Diggin in the crates to write this sawed off biography
While your girl be hard, gosh in me, partially, properly
'cause you know the gods be, I be new born to this, see?
My mom's givin me a kiss and the first whif for me to
Live off this and your [bad word] too
Gods teach hebrew to a due to live proof through
My rhymes will be findin you, black will be designed you
Dig into my chronicle, so I can unbondage you
They let you see what they want you to
But things is right in front of you

(ladies and gentlemen...)

[buddha monk]
Yes, we leave your brain demented, these god-bodies invented
skill of resident evil with no follow-up sequels
My peoples, don't let the devil mislead you and beat you
Wicked minds they feed through, sayin it here for the people
It's unbelieveable, weak minds they retrieve through
Schemin for the c.r.e.a.m., rejoice in the land of the dreams
Slide the poison in the weak germs, black babies turn to earthworms
In holocaust you must learn, dis-speak your devil terms
Your mind is tapped like forgery and everything you say is watery
What you ought to do genius is stop karma like twelve monkeys

[chorus 2x]

[shorty [bad word] stain]
I be the rap head and the mic's my pipe
I'm about to get everybody high tonight
You ain't had no cool [bad word] like this since '95
I can't be tried, it's mad live, people do or die
And I be comin with the good [bad word]  soundin like dope
I know you smoke it,