Lyrics T.B.E - Dog

Bout to run it up
You ain't done enough
I've been on the grind
Triple, double, plus
Put in overtime
Doing numbers coz
My shit is dope
Like what the fuck
Man who is that
Don't interrupt
Come get you some
If you really want it
See I'm on a mission
Taking all opponents
And word of mouth
Is your only warning
This some art of war shit Hardcore
It's the Dark Lord, Sith
Get flipped off course
Quit playing with me
Who spit it more sick
Gonna need to bring in Reinforcements
Being forced out
Getting forced in
Man, fuck that
If you talk shit
Feeling froggy
Then jump in my mosh pit
Get ya jaw rocked
And ya eye split
By an elbow
Then a left hook
And a high kick
From some nerdy ass
Looking white kids
In a dog fight I'm Mike Vick
Turning up with my side bitch
Sipping codeine in a sprite twist
Ain't nobody doing it like this

Going kamikaze
On you carbon copies
Come and try me
I promise I'm dropping bodies
Never stopping
I'm finishing what I started
Fuck around after this
Be your Favorite artist
Might as well throw
That other trash in the gargabe
Either way
I'll be killing this shit regardless
You can hate on it
Become a walking target
Act a fool, nah see
Man I go straight retarded
Bring an automatic
I'll be causing havoc
Couldn't front on me
See I will flip you backwards
Never know
What's gonna happen
It don't matter
Get ya bones shattered
And ya brain rattled
Always ready for war
Or declaring battle
See me slaughter you all
Like a herd of cattle
You don't want to beef
Come and Get murdered coward
Fuck a happy meal rapper
Get Disemboweled

Show up
Show out
Too dope
No doubt
Turned up
So loud
Take off
Go wild