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(Dre Dog is in parentheses)

[Dre

ooh, comes the sickest and the illest of them all
(what's your name boy) they me Dre Dog
the coke snortin, chewy reverend in black (yeah)
just because you know my name fool, i don't your back
but put some pep in your step and get the on
i have hen flashbacks and get my fuck on
but a lot of seem to think i'm satanic
(why?) but makin sick from the mind is automatic (hahaha)
grab a motherfucker is my motherfuckin
and i slang these like cocaine (i slang em)
and muslims hate me but i don't why (i don't either)
is it because i say fuck you and your pies?
and no, i don't want no call
i smoke and still say man to all
cause i'm the butcher, the baker, the candlestick
mo money, mo money, the black Jim Bakker
naps in a coffin, sleep in a body bag
only paper that i like is or zig-zags
rolled a blunt for that fool i didn't (he didnt know)
Dre Dog get his amp from the indo
nigga do it, nigga , do it for a ho
i got an axe to up your chest just like a front door (open up your
chest)
an axe to open up your back just like a door (back door)
and money for the cents i got the best
cause i was a kid, my heart was too cold
when I came out my momma's pussy i was 12 old (hahaha)
with long fingernails for the (long fingernails)
rough ass for the skull rings (skull rings)
potent ass dank for a ring
and some sucka niggas when i gang bang
so kneel and bow to the sick one
i'll have the devil out your damn eardrums (eardrums)
and you see him say my name fool, don't scream
so cut your dick you punk bitch it was a wet (haha)
it stop...

(chorus)

[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain't shit] but i snort caine and it gets me
[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain't shit] but i smoke blunts and it gets me
[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain't yeah, but i snort caine and it gets me

[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain't shit] but i smoke blunts and it gets me

Dog]

i should buy a cemetery and get bigger (why?)
and money off you dead ass niggas (hahahaha)
but you don't hear me (what?), niggas fear me (why?)
but they wanna get me (who are you?)
the six five son, (who?) I said the devil's son (who?)
can you find a more wicked (no)
that can creep through the night like a witch
smokin ty stick (what?), on a (yeah)
because a like me like to shake right
Now me jack off by your mother's gravesite (did you know her?)
because I knew her, and i her, and i missed the cock (uhhhh)
but here's a pipe the knife on how i rip shop
the most man in Frisco's in your brain now
smokin chewy, you got me sick but im now
so give me body Latifah and i might beat cha (everybody)
with my beanie on i look just the grim reaper (hahahaha)
pony tail, saggy pants, vest (what?)
like an alien, Dre Dog is coming through your (through your chest)
i'm not a cat, i don't scratch, i got long (meow)
i'm a pisces but i'd rather be a whale (killa whale)
don't your back, look how you act when i come to town (Frisco)
praise my name, my ring, now bow down
material,
now don't you know my voice is good for fuckin' up stereo (yeah)
now Dre Dog account for cash, whoop ass,
make the blast, (hahahaha) with a sinister

(chorus)

[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain't shit] but I caine and it gets me ripped
[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain't shit] but I blunts and it gets me bent
[fuck you, Dre Dog, you shit] but I snort caine, I snort caine
[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain't shit] fire up the nigga, I'm ghost