them trying to bring you down But fuck that dog you one of the greatest Khaled mix 96er, but even back then though you had haters I remember the Temple
before it got riped. So I aint gotta act like, I'm on top of, or in front of them, If I aint the best dog then I'm one of them, Listenn I'm a different
I got to give I'm a ghetto nigga dog so I get it how I live Got money, lock 'em off, fuckers still I got drama Got two strike dog and five baby mamas
] corner 'em all, consume 'em And sent them in a murder with a Mack-10 Pack that gat, so them had it Ready, set, aim, and straight to pull the flame off the temple
my meal We used to be down as hell Snitchin'-ass nigga sent me to the county jail You shouldna lied to me dog, I would rather kill and go down and die for my dog
mine, Hat full of wine. Stacey Grove he's a roving catcher of skies, Forecaster of eyes, so no lies. Dungaree dome is decked like a pagan temple
headed for your dome Take a couple of steps, turn around and it's on Couldn't withstand the murderous mental I subdue and then take two to your temple
] Wrote letters for clans, you never got at me You heard the block on your phone so I never call But I know one day I'll be home to dog and watch you
These are my confessions Slipped my mind the last two times, silly me Now I guess I gotta give you part three of my confessions Threw up on your dog
Fuck a hole, my bullets'll dig a ditch in a nigga Listen, I've been reppin', only pack big weapons One shot to the stomach, you missin' ya midsection I'm off the wall, dog
prescription pills when you mis-using them nigga The templar knights when they took Jerusalem nigga And figured out what was buried under Soloman's temple
prescription pills when you mis-using them nigga The Templar Knights when they took Jerusalem nigga And figured out what was buried under Soloman's temple
got a dime Poppin slugs into snitches 'cause I ain't doin time Project Pat I'm in this mutha I know you hear the shit So does yo dog and yo brother You
Killer Yo, yo Check out the handshake fake niggaz rockin the toupee Frontin on me and Chef, yo it's dog day Afternoon I'm blowin up your weak platoon
Race of men - somewhere east beyond the mountains - Evil Rites Spoken in an unknown tongue - charms chanted on the tops of temple Built to reach the deepest
verbal hologram is verbal war Chinese water torture into your molecular structure ancient scholars wondering where they've seen us Babylon's hanging gardens and the temple