Waffle House Promatic (Ft. J.U.S (Detroit))

[Intro: Proof & Dogmatic]
Ayo, shhh, be quiet, you hear that?
Whatchu talking 'bout nigga?
Right- right there, Dogmatic (I don't hear nothing dog)
Listen, listen nigga, listen
Man, what the fuck man? Whatchu talking 'bout?
You're tellling me you don't hear that shit dawg?
Hell naw man (Nigga!)
You trippin', you trippin' you trippin' dog (Listen!)

[Verse 1: Proof & Dogmatic]
Shhh, don't speak no more
Damn, can't feel my heart beat no more
Who that beating the door? Who smack my door?
Calm down Proof, nobody at your door
Is that for sure? Get the gat out dog
I'm 'bout to put it in this nigga flat out dog
"Cool out, you high guy and paranoid"
Shh shh, you hear that noise? (Uh uh)
Right there, somebody moving!
HA! This nigga fooling!
I wish I could get up and bust your face
I hope my nuts are getting sucked today (Whatchu say?)
I better be high, my head is just dry
Through the ghetto we ride, 'til my tummy Amphetamine slide
I'm pathetic and trife, look at the red in my eye
Barely alive, I'm bed with my wife (What?)
Did I say that? Or think that? Lemme think back
Fuck it, yo Pep show me where the sinks at
(*Vomitting*) I guess I struck out
Don't trust nobody, everybody get the fuck out!
Who in the fuck stole my mothers lamp?
"Please Proof calm down it's in your other hand!"
Thinking I'm buggin'? (Yeah!) You little bitch you!
You see that door? Hit it before I hit you!