Be Your Dog

Be Your Dog -Styles of Beyond

Hmmm

Ya It's Megadef

What you know bout Chepshots

Ya Yo

What you know about Tak

What you know about Ryu

What You know about this huh

Another half a**hit out now

We used to chill till the mother f

Did our style

It's kinda funny how

You and your friends of small towns

Act like got something big to drawn down silly

Prolly confuse serve it up to shock

Cause when you rhyme you sound like bolt combust combine

Don't act like you don't know

You and your crew couldn't hold it down solo

Your full of poop so I'm a scoop

The fecies and put it in a pamper

Let it drag and any time you call I won't answer

Won't get a cab and ride for free

You a little kitten that shouldn't of climbed the tree

Now your stuck with the truth till we dig up the bones

I feel pregnant birth to my visible clones

So for nine months I'm back rap watch them grow

With your back pack clown you sound sloppy though c'mon

Now I wanna be you dog

Now I wanna be you dog

Now I wanna be you dog

Now I wanna be you dog

Listen up faggot

Knock knock come off the damn platinum

Stab back and drop the plaque pop pop

So cock the magnum

Walk walk blow shots off at random

While you with Tak

We don't stop the anthem get my flow back

Low jack phone tap punk the Pink Panther

Give me a sol clap click clack rip that

Snap necks quicker then Kit-Kats

Knick-Knack paddy whack pistol whip pump the jams up

Wild west SOB's sh*t's bonanza

Who the f**k wants it

Spits guitar picks

Slit you neck with a Bic razor across it uh

Knock the b**ch lead singer unconscious

No pets so don't step watch the dog sh*t

Now I wanna be your dog

Now I wanna be your dog

Now I wanna be your dog

Now I wanna be your dog

Signed a bad deal with a weak video

Maybe if I asked then I wouldn't need serial

Wouldn't have to beg anybody for sh*t

Specially to play me like I'm some kind of a b**ch

Every other day people just want to swallow my spit

Like I'm a plunger just lunge into the domino kits

And promoters with the fat heads

You and your chick friends

You don't even know what rap is you trippin'

47boots on the chin and I'm marquee

Any niggers heads spinnin'words out of my three

Hardiness skill I'll be a thrill

Something that ain't real it's obvious still

So for the hell of it we dropped another album

Shock every freak artificial intelligence

From popped pills get the mag-in-um click

Reload if necessary just to handle the kick b**ch

Now I wanna be your dog

Now I wanna be your dog

Now I wanna be your dog

Now I wanna be your dog

Now I wanna be your hip-hop nerd