Dog It (ft. Captain Murphy Jeremiah Jae)

I'm a dog, I'm a freak

Rock a different beat every day of the week

Gotta get it tweaked over super raw freaks

Yeah, I'm a dog, I'm a beast, yeah

Your homies better ask about me

When I flip this shit it's similar to o-z

Yeah, smoke an ounce and invade your house

Smoke an ounce and invade your house

I'm in the living room, peeling blue crystals on the sofa

You feeling comfortable, I jump out and harass your guests I'm swag to death

Reborn where the pharaohs are kept

They fill my body with preservatives, I move past the urban binge

You curd milk sour for cheese, I detergent-spin a verse and then dip it in diligence

The opposition desolate, instruments picked for the death of your reign

Collapsed in the time (wayne enterprise)

With five synth lines, black jungle squad on that raw shit

I made her jaw twitch, but not from no sex or nothing like that

Although this one time, I caught her tryna fuck with my tracks

Had to punch her in the claps

As for you chumps stole my money for lunch,

Now we taking our money back and your honey out to lunch

(That's right bitch)

Rap game abe lincoln, free slaves from your thinking

Open up your mind and feel the tingle in your spinal

I never thought the rage was primal funny one would look inside

In our reality you see the fantasies from final

Suicide sometimes an option, knocking on the doors of heaven's gate

Like every day's an ad for kool-aid ad and kony made it great

Major flavor paid in favors fuck the label, save it

Where I'm from it doesn't matter what your name is, shit, shame I'm famous

Never shoulda gave me money, spend a lot of dough

On shit I think is funny, bought a bag of charlie now my nose is runny

Got the game all fucked cause we getting chummy

Running circles round a dying breed with the speed of 20 flying steeds

(Surprise) the kind of life I lead, catapulted

In the middle of an ocean hopin' that these bitches never notice me

Fuck the fame

When you hear that (hahahahaha) I bet you know it's me, fucker

Alright, I'm a dog I'm a beast

There's times when I don't feel human being

Sometimes I feel I skipped that plateau

And went straight to taking rips from a man that governed pharaohs

We shouting at a burning bush

You could learn a thing or two from the book

Of course I talk about the one in which I write, brother

Engineering rhymes in the style of the wright brothers

Fly to death

Got the whole city of angels under my breath, smell it

The cards are already dealt

No magicians at the table keep the sleeves to yourself

Soft to the brush, you think inside the box so much

That they're afraid to even give you a belt

...But they're not too worried about the welts