Dawgmatic Lyrics

You can't go with what you are

Have you read the papers? You know what everybody says?

It's suicide!

You've seen him, you know how strong he is

You can't win!

Thumb across your neck, Undertaker Style

Your hands cross your chest, we undertakers now

Like a Harley D, bring them choppas out

Yes there's No Limit how we do it Choppa Style, like

Who they want, who they want

Shovo X militánt, let's get it on (Uhh!)

But really though, is that what you wanna do

Watch me get away with shit like them boys in blue

I'm so relentless, holes in your body looking like some chain fences

Leaving you defenseless

My essence is cold, but not one I like to boast

Cuz the one you least expect is who you should fear the most

Like a ghost, I disappear, do my thing and say I wasn't there

Meanwhile toast it up with some Belvedere

A bunch of hood hittaz, Street Villionaires

Yes they my hood hittaz, so I ain't never scared

Call me a small-time shooter, Aloysius with the derringer

Bulletproof vest? Headshot, now they bury ya

Devil made me do it, but I tell you something scarier

Last name Saint-til I show my true character

I am a beast, way too big for a cage

With aggression, I unleash the rage

Yes I am that Amarok that you fear at night

Cinematic, Dawgmatic, I devour the light

My-my-my money where your mouth is, Ted DiBiase

Everybody's Got a Price, but Shovo Godbody

Yeah I just state the facts, get on or get off me

Ride or fly til I die, Kawasaki Kamikaze

(Still Rollin!) And flowing the hits keep going

Cracking off that 'dash… Lamar Odom

My nuts, I be holding when I'm feeling myself

Better yet, hit up a groupie when I need some help

Cuz truth be told, I don't do the strip clubs

Rather bring her to the telly, shake it for some dubs

To my playlist, kicking back, getting rubbed

Watch her play with the kitty like they do on P-hub

(That's enough!) Had to spell it out for you ma

D-A-W-G, yes Imma dawg

But when shit hits the fan, I'm the one that you call

Not just to lay you down, but to lay down the law

Call me a small-time shooter, Aloysius with the derringer

Bulletproof vest? Headshot, now they bury ya

Devil made me do it, but I tell you something scarier

Last name Saint-til I show my true character

I am a beast, way too big for a cage

With aggression, I unleash the rage

Yes I am that Amarok that you fear at night

Cinematic, Dawgmatic, I devour the light