Curb Ya Dog Prodigy & The Alchemist

[Intro]
Uh
Feels good

[Verse 1]
Curb your dog, he dropped his shit
Tryna pay his way out of gettin' his face split
He got away by the hair on his ass, he lucked up
Now every time we see him, he gettin' fucked up
Lil' corny wannabe celeb
You'll never be a top-ranked spitter, get a life, get dead
Whilst I bedazzle with extreme brilliance
'Cause I know how to write songs, got it down to a science
Sit at the periodic table with bosses
Break bread and drink while we discuss fortunes
Tell your dog sit down before I put him down
I euthanize much when they step out of bounds
Niggas is gluttons for punishment, strangely sadistic
Why else would they challenge my hand? Yeah, I get it
You's a freak for embarrassment and pain
Like I'm a freak for this rap music
Let me give you what you need

[Chorus]
My D-O-Gs, the G-O-Ds
Of rap is back, M-O-B-B, Hav and P
Who rep NYC like QB?
We vets, we not pets, you confusin' me
My D-O-Gs, the G-O-Ds
Of rap is back, M-O-B-B, Hav and P
Who rep NYC like QB?
We vets, we not pets, you confusin' me