(Dre Dog whispering is in parentheses)
[Dre Dog]
ooh, here comes the sickest and the illest of them all
(what`s your name boy) they call me Dre Dog
the coke snortin, chewy smokin reverend in black (yeah)
just because you know my name fool, i don`t have your back
but put some pep in your step and get the fuck on
before i have hen flashbacks and get my fuck on
but a lot of motherfuckers seem to think i`m satanic
(why?) but makin sick shit from the mind is automatic (hahaha)
grab a motherfucker is my motherfuckin thang
and i slang these thangs like cocaine (i slang em)
and muslims hate me but i don`t know why (i don`t either)
is it because i say fuck you and your bean pies?
and no, i don`t want no final call
i smoke skunk and still say man to all
cause i`m the butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker
mo money, mo money, it`s the black Jim Bakker
take naps in a coffin, sleep in a body bag
only paper that i like is money or zig-zags
rolled a blunt for that fool i didn`t know (he didnt know)
Dre Dog get his amp from the lord indo
nigga do it, nigga good , do it for a ho
i got an axe to open up your chest just like a front door (open up your
chest)
an axe to open up your back just like a back door (back door)
and money for the cents i got the best indo
cause i never was a kid, my heart was too cold
when I came out my momma`s pussy i was 12 years old (hahaha)
with long fingernails for the cocaine (long fingernails)
rough ass hands for the skull rings (skull rings)
potent ass dank for a fuck ring
and some sucka free niggas when i gang bang
so kneel down and bow to the sick one
i`ll have the devil coming out your damn eardrums (eardrums)
and when you see him say my name fool, don`t scream
so cut your dick you punk bitch it was a wet dream (haha)
it don`t stop...
(chorus)
[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain`t shit] but i snort caine and it gets me ripped
[fuck 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 caine and it gets me
ripped
[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain`t shit] but i smoke blunts and it gets me bent
[Dre Dog]
i should buy a cemetery and get much bigger (why?)
and make money off you dead ass niggas (hahahaha)
but fool you don`t hear me (what?), niggas fear me (why?)
but they wanna get near me (who are you?)
the six five devil`s son, (who?) I said the devil`s son (who?)
can you find a more wicked one? (no)
that can creep through the night like a wicked witch
smokin ty stick (what?), on a broomstick (yeah)
because a nigga like me like to shake right
Now watch me jack off by your mother`s gravesite (did you know her?)
because I knew her, and i fucked her, and i missed the cock (uhhhh)
but here`s a pipe without the knife on how i rip shop
the most hated man in Frisco`s in your brain now
smokin chewy, you got me sick but im insane now
so give me body like Latifah and i might beat cha (everybody)
with my beanie on i look just like the grim reaper (hahahaha)
pony tail, saggy pants, bulletproof vest (what?)
like an alien, Dre Dog is coming through your chest (through your chest)
i`m not a cat, i don`t scratch, i got long nails (meow)
i`m a pisces but i`d rather be a killa whale (killa whale)
don`t turn your back, look how you act when i come to town (Frisco)
praise my name, kiss my ring, now bow down
sick material,
now don`t you know my voice is good for fuckin` up your stereo (yeah)
now Dre Dog account for cash, whoop that ass,
make the blast, (hahahaha) with a sinister laugh
(chorus)
[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain`t shit] but I snort caine and it gets me ripped
[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain`t shit] but I smoke blunts and it gets me bent
[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain`t shit] but I snort caine, I snort caine
[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain`t shit] fire up the blunts nigga, I`m ghost
