[Intro: Proof]
Ayo! This is Big Proof
1/6 of D12, 1/2 of Promatic, all I.F. to death
Right now you tuning in to the fattest
Motherfucking Robin Harris impersonator on the planet
Goes by the name of Dogmatic, ya heard me?
Ayo Dogmatic
Right now why don't you be giving up some of that shit we cooking up in the basement
In between our crack breaks nigga
Let's go!
[Dogmatic]
Yo Witt, Sicknotes!
Pep, let's do this baby!
'Matic!
Detroit!
Alright you little bitches
[Verse 1: Dogmatic]
I'm getting dressed in a military vest
Shoot me ten times [?] stress
I smoke niggas for less, you know the rest
A permanent pressurе [?] shirt to your chest
Permanent mеss from bullet holes where you rest
Like them birds I'm concerned about the next
I'm a killer, Dudey watch your back for a nigga!
I'm walking through the hood everyday with the thrill
Serious man? 'Cause I never plan
To stand here in the block and shake a nigga hand
He said he was a fan but I shot first
Niggas get one chance to spit verse
Detroit like that, everybody curse
Everybody got a heater ready to disperse
Bitch I don't flirt, my dick just squirt
Fucking with these hoes might get me hurt
Haters want my head? Nigga don't perp
I'll lift up they skirt, let the gat burst
Call up 1st [?]
Niggas getting they ass kicked after the show
With nowhere to go, got it all planned
Shoot up his shirt, shoot up his van
Got up and ran, "Yo bring his ass back
Bitch you 'bout to swallow this gat"
Ayo! This is Big Proof
1/6 of D12, 1/2 of Promatic, all I.F. to death
Right now you tuning in to the fattest
Motherfucking Robin Harris impersonator on the planet
Goes by the name of Dogmatic, ya heard me?
Ayo Dogmatic
Right now why don't you be giving up some of that shit we cooking up in the basement
In between our crack breaks nigga
Let's go!
[Dogmatic]
Yo Witt, Sicknotes!
Pep, let's do this baby!
'Matic!
Detroit!
Alright you little bitches
[Verse 1: Dogmatic]
I'm getting dressed in a military vest
Shoot me ten times [?] stress
I smoke niggas for less, you know the rest
A permanent pressurе [?] shirt to your chest
Permanent mеss from bullet holes where you rest
Like them birds I'm concerned about the next
I'm a killer, Dudey watch your back for a nigga!
I'm walking through the hood everyday with the thrill
Serious man? 'Cause I never plan
To stand here in the block and shake a nigga hand
He said he was a fan but I shot first
Niggas get one chance to spit verse
Detroit like that, everybody curse
Everybody got a heater ready to disperse
Bitch I don't flirt, my dick just squirt
Fucking with these hoes might get me hurt
Haters want my head? Nigga don't perp
I'll lift up they skirt, let the gat burst
Call up 1st [?]
Niggas getting they ass kicked after the show
With nowhere to go, got it all planned
Shoot up his shirt, shoot up his van
Got up and ran, "Yo bring his ass back
Bitch you 'bout to swallow this gat"
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