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The International Zoo Educators Association (IZE) is a non-profit organization dedicated to improving the education programmes in zoos and aquariums. Founded in 1972 by a group of European zoo educators, IZE's aim was to create a forum where zoo educators could meet every two years to discuss and share ideas and common interests. The founding members included those from Frankfurt Zoo, Amsterdam Zoo, Paignton Zoo and Copenhagen Zoo. The first IZE President was Rosl Kirchshofer, head of education at the Frankfurt Zoo.Proceedings were produced for the first time at the second international meeting in 1974 at Copenhagen Zoo. To facilitate communication among members the first newsletter was produced in 1977, edited by Jan Hatley, head of education at Paignton Zo… more »

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Oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lets go, lets go, lets go on gang
I came from the bottom, I came from the trenches
Gun with the button, that bitch came with switches
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I didn't have no hand me outs or silver spoons
I came from the bottom, I came from the trenches
I ain't know id make it far I was shaking the bottle and
Scraping the sidewalk for pennies
When I was small with my big cousin, we used to be starving
So we had to steal out of denny's, now I'm making money
Lil' bro, I got plenty, I been fucking on the redhead
Bitch, like, Wendy
I'm coughing up lungs, I been smoking on drugs
I been sipping on lean, so I'm moving real slow
Might give me an ounce, or a zip for the low
Why you fucking with me when you fucking with bro
Shorty coming over matching she gotta bring Biggie
She know that I'm trying to get stoned
How you gone tell me we friends
And then you come over and mad cause I'm just tryna bone
Wicked, I heard you be choosing sides
You can't trust or rely, it's getting hard to smile
They digging them ditches, where the snakes we scoping em out
Track star, he ran bout a mile
He run up, then we laying him down
You stressed bout a bitch, you a doofus, goofy
We passing that thrax all around in a two seat
Don't talk about my feelings, write it on a looseleaf
Im mixing the weed with the liquor, get woozy
She giving that brain, like she grew up a scholar
Come pay for a feature, I spit by the dollar
I walk out the crib and I grab me a condom
Cause you know these bitches, they bite like piranha
I'm willing to ride if you ride
Can't stay underground, I'm too high
Brodie give a nigga clips like Two Fly
I don't need you, nigga, I'ma get mine
She gon' eat a nigga up like Soufflé
Don't swing my way, it's too late
We gon' split a nigga head like toupee
I smoke six woodies today
I'm all in her throat, like she drinking some coke
Never holding no bitch, I'ma give it and go
I hate it when bitches be doing the most
I hate it when niggas be throating they bros
They think that I'm mad cause they never showing me no love
Give a damn if you do it or don't
These niggas be switching, they breaking the code
In the mud, so I had to go cop me a loan
I'm fucking her good yeah making her moan
I'm giving her dick and I'm sending her home
I don't f*ck with people, I struggle alone
I put all my feelings and heart on my song
I can't trust myself end up doing you wrong
You said what you said so lets put it in stone
Remember yo words when I make it I'm gone
Ain't using his head he get hit in the dome
Wicked, I heard you be choosing sides
You can't trust or rely
It's getting hard to smile
They digging them ditches, where the snakes we scoping em out
Track star, he ran bout a mile
He run up, then we laying him down
Bend her over I'm putting her down
They don't know that we fucking around
They don't know that this hoe got a nigga
He don't know that I'm fucking her now

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