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Illah Dayz & Bronze Nazareth - Visit the Zoo Lyrics
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Visit the zoo, check to see what niggas can do
Confidence within conflicts, among convicts
Bustin guns fast, musta been a cobra in grass
When he crashed
Had flashbacks of how he bashed in the past
Still cold and buff, tough cat, broke outta his cuffs
Crushed heavy j's, pushups and pull-ups plus
The young heart is beaten, sleepin, get his rest on weekends
Eyes half shut, beefin with the creepers outta luck
He John Paxon, brotha carried three, action down at jackson
Hit the cinema right, on movie night
Doobies are nice, furs and ice, livin life nice
Human sacrifice shook dice brave rollin precise
Layin in his cave fightin for life, blood was sick, shit
He knew he was stuck wit nat turner bids
Stop, holdin me up
I'm raw as f*ck, bustin these nuts, its still tough love
Niggas is bugs and fake thugs
I seen it all, bubble trouble, thirty foot wall
Walk around the bing at seven ten, check the pen hell
Cell block seven, eight, eleven, and twelve locked
In the inner circle, timer's might work you, you in the box
Cell block seven, eight, eleven and twelve locked
One seven number, jacket assault, last name Fox
Ayo, cops wanna stop and ticket you lost of privilages
Religious groups form as a team, closed meetings
Bay and ill's, play ill, good people hoods real
Mass build, leg in a cast, bashed grills is beaten
For being at the card table cheatin
Gaurds is creepin, predators seek
Floyd got caught sleep
No hollerin for help yo
This nigga couldn't speak and fell out
Cracked it loose and broke hell out
Expell the sell-out, he got ghost, moved down state
Whales couldn't wait for fish bait, he got gang raped
Bitch could never get his life straight
Live in depressed state
He in the books at all joints as a cupcake
Once again, one of life's stories comes to an end
Behind gates, up and down state, stuck in the pen
Stop, holdin me up
I'm raw as f*ck, bustin these nuts, its still tough love
Niggas is bugs and fake thugs
I seen it all, bubble trouble, thirty foot wall
Walk around the bing at seven ten, check the pen hell
Cell block seven, eight, eleven, and twelve locked
In the inner circle, timer's might work you, you in the box
Cell block seven, eight, eleven and twelve locked
One seven number, jacket assault, last name Fox
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Visit the zoo, check to see what niggas can do
Confidence within conflicts, among convicts
Bustin guns fast, musta been a cobra in grass
When he crashed
Had flashbacks of how he bashed in the past
Still cold and buff, tough cat, broke outta his cuffs
Crushed heavy j's, pushups and pull-ups plus
The young heart is beaten, sleepin, get his rest on weekends
Eyes half shut, beefin with the creepers outta luck
He John Paxon, brotha carried three, action down at jackson
Hit the cinema right, on movie night
Doobies are nice, furs and ice, livin life nice
Human sacrifice shook dice brave rollin precise
Layin in his cave fightin for life, blood was sick, shit
He knew he was stuck wit nat turner bids
Stop, holdin me up
I'm raw as f*ck, bustin these nuts, its still tough love
Niggas is bugs and fake thugs
I seen it all, bubble trouble, thirty foot wall
Walk around the bing at seven ten, check the pen hell
Cell block seven, eight, eleven, and twelve locked
In the inner circle, timer's might work you, you in the box
Cell block seven, eight, eleven and twelve locked
One seven number, jacket assault, last name Fox
Ayo, cops wanna stop and ticket you lost of privilages
Religious groups form as a team, closed meetings
Bay and ill's, play ill, good people hoods real
Mass build, leg in a cast, bashed grills is beaten
For being at the card table cheatin
Gaurds is creepin, predators seek
Floyd got caught sleep
No hollerin for help yo
This nigga couldn't speak and fell out
Cracked it loose and broke hell out
Expell the sell-out, he got ghost, moved down state
Whales couldn't wait for fish bait, he got gang raped
Bitch could never get his life straight
Live in depressed state
He in the books at all joints as a cupcake
Once again, one of life's stories comes to an end
Behind gates, up and down state, stuck in the pen
Stop, holdin me up
I'm raw as f*ck, bustin these nuts, its still tough love
Niggas is bugs and fake thugs
I seen it all, bubble trouble, thirty foot wall
Walk around the bing at seven ten, check the pen hell
Cell block seven, eight, eleven, and twelve locked
In the inner circle, timer's might work you, you in the box
Cell block seven, eight, eleven and twelve locked
One seven number, jacket assault, last name Fox
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Writer: JOHNNIE LAPUNCH E MAYE, JUSTIN DANTE CROSS
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave


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