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dope d.o.d. - hyenas lyrics

haha, the way to do this one
let’s f-cking do this sh-t
i’m the sickest of these whack mc’s
you ain’t ready (you ain’t ready)
i’m gonna wait a beat
(heads ain’t ready, heads ain’t ready)
skits vicious, jay reaper, hah
what?!

you ain’t ready
i’m like jamaicans with machetes
jason versus freddy , in my early twenties
and i murder many temporary advisories
hatchet harry style when the three card bragged
chief with a smile…
for whose who found acid heavy
i got drugs that will keep you high for half a century
(time warp)
fast forwardians, skull like prehistrians
i’m what happened with the m-ss worn by dorian
(you brute)
burning witches, when i’m done gasoline pouring ‘them
word to vicious got the baddest teen warrien
whether they will perish at the hands of the menace
i’m staring at your family members, standing on your terrace…
as soon as you close your eyes
i’m in your house at night like a poltergeist
hold the mic
eight long stan won’t suffice
the biggest man alive barley reaches my shoulder height
i am like raven mccoy with throwing knife
i’ll choke ‘his wife with a wire on ‘her own porch
(b-tch)
then grab a pair of pliers and a blowtorch
it torture so on it and so forth

anyone who wanna f-ck with me –
i’ll leave your head
open, no back holding
it’s a fact that my rap stolen
i’m crack smoking in the back of the jack logan
we kept rolling through the city, now we back bowling
i hit pins and strings like ‘little wayne
the king of the brain and what i bring oblivion
with that extract delicious exquisiteness
the hip of sh-t get this, for your kids it’s as a christmas gift
(ahhh)
it’s like s-x, i’m an ecstasy
i pop ex, pop next, when ‘you’re next to me
i lift rope, sniff c0ke
that’s my recipe to wreck mc’s, to pieces till i rest in peace
so, what the f-ck is stress relief?!
i put us back on the flow, and break that chest to peace
it’s sees belief, i’m the reason that your pest can’t breath
call me “death”, make your rest in the sea
n-ggas talk to the vicious: “me and skits vicious – we mean business”
special beam cannon to you b-tches
denise richards, he gets a shock while i pose for the picture
dope d.o.d.- with a hole in the system

- dope d o d lyrics

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