[Hook-Captain Murphy] I'm a dog, I'm a freak Rock a different beat every day of the week Gotta get it tweaked over super raw freaks Yeah, I'm a dog, I'm a beast, yeah Your homies better ask about me When I flip this shit it's similar to O-Z Yeah, smoke an ounce and invade your house Smoke an ounce and invade your house
[Verse 1-Jeremiah Jae] I'm in the living room, peeling blue crystals on the sofa You feeling comfortable, I jump out and harass your guests and (?) Born where the Pharaohs are kept, They fill my body with preservatives, I move past the urban binge You turn milk sour for cheese, I detergent-spit a verse and then dip it in diligence The opposition desolate, instruments picked for the death of your reign Collapsed in the time (???) Synth lines, black jungle squad on that raw shit I made her jaw twitch, but not from no sex or nothing like that Although this one time, I caught her tryna fuck with my tracks Had to punch in the claps As for you chumps stole my money for lunch, Now we taking our money back and your honey out to lunch (That's right bitch) Yeah, (?) 773-312-5555
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[Verse 2-Captain Murphy] Rap game Abe Lincoln, free slaves from your thinking Open up your mind and feel the tingle in your spinal I never thought the (?) funny one would look inside In our reality you the fantasies from Final Suicide sometimes an option, knocking on the doors of Heaven's gate Like every day's an (?) Kool-Aid ad and Kony made it great Major flavor paid in favors fuck the label, save it Where I'm from it doesn't matter what your name is, shit, shame I'm famous Never shoulda gave me money, spend a lot of dough On shit I think is funny, bought a bag of charlie now my nose is runny Got the game all fucked cause we getting chummy Running circles round a dying breed with the speed of 20 flying steeds (??) kind of life I lead, catapulted in the middle of an ocean hopin' that these bitches never notice me Fuck the fame, when you hear that (hahahahaha) I bet you know it's me, fucker
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[Verse 3-Jonwayne] Alright, I'm a dog I'm a beast There's times when I don't feel human being Sometimes I feel I skipped that plateau And went straight to taking rips from a man that governed pharaohs We shouting at a burning bush You could learn a thing or two from the book Of course I talk about the one in which I write, brother, Engineering rhymes in the style of the Wright brothers Fly to death Got the whole city of angels under my breath, smell it The cards are already dealt No magicians at the table keep the sleeves to yourself Soft to the brush, you think inside the box so much That they're afraid to even give you a belt ...But they're not too worried about the welts