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(Dre Dog is in parentheses)

Dog]

ooh, here comes the sickest and the of them all
(what's your name boy) call me Dre Dog
the coke snortin, chewy reverend in black (yeah)
just because you know my fool, i don't have your back
but put some pep in your step and get the on
before i hen flashbacks and get my fuck on
but a lot of seem to think i'm satanic
(why?) but makin sick shit the mind is automatic (hahaha)
a motherfucker is my motherfuckin thang
and i these thangs like cocaine (i slang em)
and muslims me but i don't know why (i don't either)
is it because i say fuck you and bean pies?
and no, i don't want no call
i smoke skunk and say man to all
cause i'm the butcher, the baker, the candlestick
mo money, mo money, the black Jim Bakker
take naps in a coffin, in a body bag
only paper i like is money or zig-zags
rolled a blunt for fool i didn't know (he didnt know)
Dre Dog get his amp from the lord
do it, nigga good , do it for a ho
i got an axe to open up your chest just like a front (open up your
chest)
an axe to open up your back just a back door (back door)
and money for the cents i got the best
cause i never was a kid, my heart was too
when I out my momma's pussy i was 12 years old (hahaha)
long fingernails for the cocaine (long fingernails)
rough ass for the skull rings (skull rings)
ass dank for a fuck ring
and some sucka free niggas i gang bang
so down and bow to the sick one
i'll have the coming out your damn eardrums (eardrums)
and you see him say my name fool, don't scream
so cut dick you punk bitch it was a wet dream (haha)
it stop...

(chorus)

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

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

[Dre

i should buy a cemetery and get much (why?)
and make off you dead ass niggas (hahahaha)
but fool you 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)
can creep through the night like a wicked witch
smokin ty (what?), on a broomstick (yeah)
because a nigga me like to shake right
Now watch me jack off by mother's gravesite (did you know her?)
because I knew her, and i fucked her, and i missed the (uhhhh)
but a pipe without the knife on how i rip shop
the most hated man in Frisco's in your now
chewy, you got me sick but im insane now
so give me body like Latifah and i beat cha (everybody)
with my beanie on i look like the grim reaper (hahahaha)
pony tail, pants, bulletproof vest (what?)
like an alien, Dre Dog is through your chest (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 killa (killa whale)
don't turn back, look how you act when i come to town (Frisco)
praise my name, kiss my ring, now bow
material,
now don't you know my voice is good for up your stereo (yeah)
now Dre Dog account for cash, that ass,
make the blast, (hahahaha) a sinister laugh

(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 me bent
[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain't shit] but I snort caine, I snort
[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain't shit] up the blunts nigga, I'm ghost