Dog boy here, and Im singing with the kings
Cool and (delayed? )
Sing it, comin comin
I be getting faded, discombobulated
Never say I made it till Im pissin off the top
O.c. playas, fly rhyme sayers,
Haters cant fade us cuz its true hip-hop
Mcin is the place for me to be in,
And nut-swinging is the way that I be gin
Never leanin to the old, for the lyrical hold,
Keep my shit bold, more (? ? ) I (stole? )
Fuck parol when I stroll, man I dodge five-0
I dip-dive, fuck a bribe, live to rock the show and the ho
Skip the blow, gimme the 40, yo
I like a lady down to ride it like a rodeo
You see anarchy on the (? ? ) like a (hippie? )
(? ? ? ) cuz my heads a little trippy
My buds I like em sticky, so pack another rip, d
High as the plains west of the mississippi
I be getting faded, discombobulated
Never say I made it till Im pissin off the top
O.c. playas, fly rhyme sayers,
Haters cant fade us cuz its true hip-hop
Eh rude boy, lad you party nonstop,
Youre the first to start, youre the last to drop
Eh rude boy, you never fear the cops cuz music is our weapon
And that them cant stop
Punk rock man, let me tell my thoughts of hoss
Hip hop freestyle, freedom of course
Ooh, my old girl mary better known as a swag-hag
Every other night she had me out buying dime bags
A dime to a twenty, to a forty, to an eighty
I switched to homegrown now I puff at bobby bs, yall
I be getting faded, discombobulated
Never say I made it till Im pissin off the top
O.c. playas, fly rhyme sayers,
They just cant fade us cuz its true hip-hop
Eh rude boy, lad you party nonstop,
Youre the first to start, youre the last to drop
Eh rude boy, you never fear the cops cuz music is our weapon
And that them cant stop
Check your traits, you perpetrate I cant relate
Your mental mind state is far to overrate, you cant skate
Dont sit and debate, you need to skip the (? ? ),
Ask jesus christ to clean the slate
I think its fate, I aint done yet so wait
Your philosophies- pale and underweight, theyre out of date
One mo thing, and then were straight, put the fake to sleep
And then I catch you at the wake
And then well bake, and once again try to relate
Hopefully the good will win, youll lose the hate
Thats a close, I think were up to date
Wake up young chump, get a grip, checkmate
Sound boy, you shouldve thanked the saint
He just saved your life from a terrible thing
Sound boy, saint just put you in check,
He set you straight to save your own neck
I be getting faded, discombobulated
Never say I made it till Im pissin off the top
O.c. playas, fly rhyme sayers,
They just cant fade us cuz its true hip-hop
Oh, lord have mercy. lord have mercy
Singing with the kings up on the record version
Eh rude boy, I say you party nonstop,
Youre the first to start, youre the last to drop
Eh rude boy, you never fear the cops cuz music is our weapon
And that them cant stop
Shucka shucka to all the rude boys,
Shucka shucka to suburban noize
Coming in unity, like one big family,
Every (? ? ) gonna make you feel so irie
Its dog boy, you know me chat nonstop,
Seeking the roots rub-a-dub, ragamuffin punk rock
Its dog boy, kickin down your shit
From your microphone, ear, to your consolate
Like the black flag son were gonna rise above,
Every time were coming with respect and love
I am the one dog-boy from l.a., ca
In the name of unity I (? ? ) must say
From london, to kingston, from the south bay,
All me out to do is flash my stylee
Now I am a-comin and Im (? ? ), little sound boy with no solution
Check the (bag? ), with just one flow
You may find you dont need a ego
Its dog boy, you know me chat nonstop
With the roots rub-a-dub, ragamuffin punk rock
Eh rude boy, you never fear the cops, music is our weapon
And that them cant stop