Let me tell you my story...
What's up kids
You may know me as the craziest
The one with the amazin' flamin' gift
I'm Jay Reaper came to save this s***
Mr. I don't know who Jay-Z is
The crew is Dope D.O.D. m***********
And now you know the nale all these n***** start to suck up
I forgot your name cause I'm not listening
And I won't pop yo CD into my sound system
Cause I'm still broke as f*** now give me one good reason I shouldn't stick yo a** up
Thinkin' I'm famous I would give a f***
They say in life it's all about the lil' stuff n**** give it up
I been around the world seen a lot of pretty places
Big booty's and s***** faces
Masons handshaking
My blood on the paper cause I'm more than impatient when I'm singing with Satan
And I'm breakin'
Feelin' like them apemen I'm caged in
My s***** life's been a lil' frustrating
And I'm aging
It's like the whole foundation of my f*****' life caved in
But f*** it
I got a million ways to tell ya'll n***** suck it
Like more skills
More attitude and more power to trust it
You probably lookin' at the roach and actin' all disgusted
Guess what
I love it
f******
You spending all your time on some random b******
Watch me and my fam fo from rags to riches
You wanna stay broke than that's your business
I roll with the giants f*** ya'll midgets
Your living a lie but still you won't admit it
I'm not in the mood everyone is gonna get it
I used to respect s*** ya lost all credit
Now ya get disrespected and tested ya dumb p****
Watch the clock tick it goes to quick
s*** is serious no taking the p***
The team move slick and we stay so sick
You don't stack no bricks now you losing grip
You walk with a limp and walking stick
Cause you f***** with a click and got brutally kicked
No life ain't a flick you played out like card tricks
Open up ya eyes and see reality b****
I hear people say nowadays he got real c***y
He's stuck in a cycle
Of tour, fame and money
That's funny buddym ya think you know the facts now
Think again of drop by I'm still in the crackhouse
Still without heat and the occasional blackout
The ratmonkey's still in my yard, he can't get out
I pull the hash out and think for a minute
But that ain't enough if ya livin' with a time limit
Da clocks tickin', I'm still spittin real hip hop
I fall down daily, but learned how to get up
I roll with the Reaper, Diggles and Rotten
Chu, P, Mulz a handfull a blood kin
Backstabbin' trash ends up in a dustbin
Or under the dark dirt slowly forgotten
So watch what u wish for and try understand it
The way I grew up I don't take s*** for granted...
Yeah... Try to understand it...
The way I grew up I don't take shot for granted... Ya betta
Try to understand it... The way we grew up we don't take s*** for granted...
Dope D.O.D... 2012 and beyond until the next time the world ends... Peace.
What's up kids
You may know me as the craziest
The one with the amazin' flamin' gift
I'm Jay Reaper came to save this s***
Mr. I don't know who Jay-Z is
The crew is Dope D.O.D. m***********
And now you know the nale all these n***** start to suck up
I forgot your name cause I'm not listening
And I won't pop yo CD into my sound system
Cause I'm still broke as f*** now give me one good reason I shouldn't stick yo a** up
Thinkin' I'm famous I would give a f***
They say in life it's all about the lil' stuff n**** give it up
I been around the world seen a lot of pretty places
Big booty's and s***** faces
Masons handshaking
My blood on the paper cause I'm more than impatient when I'm singing with Satan
And I'm breakin'
Feelin' like them apemen I'm caged in
My s***** life's been a lil' frustrating
And I'm aging
It's like the whole foundation of my f*****' life caved in
But f*** it
I got a million ways to tell ya'll n***** suck it
Like more skills
More attitude and more power to trust it
You probably lookin' at the roach and actin' all disgusted
Guess what
I love it
f******
You spending all your time on some random b******
Watch me and my fam fo from rags to riches
You wanna stay broke than that's your business
I roll with the giants f*** ya'll midgets
Your living a lie but still you won't admit it
I'm not in the mood everyone is gonna get it
I used to respect s*** ya lost all credit
Now ya get disrespected and tested ya dumb p****
Watch the clock tick it goes to quick
s*** is serious no taking the p***
The team move slick and we stay so sick
You don't stack no bricks now you losing grip
You walk with a limp and walking stick
Cause you f***** with a click and got brutally kicked
No life ain't a flick you played out like card tricks
Open up ya eyes and see reality b****
I hear people say nowadays he got real c***y
He's stuck in a cycle
Of tour, fame and money
That's funny buddym ya think you know the facts now
Think again of drop by I'm still in the crackhouse
Still without heat and the occasional blackout
The ratmonkey's still in my yard, he can't get out
I pull the hash out and think for a minute
But that ain't enough if ya livin' with a time limit
Da clocks tickin', I'm still spittin real hip hop
I fall down daily, but learned how to get up
I roll with the Reaper, Diggles and Rotten
Chu, P, Mulz a handfull a blood kin
Backstabbin' trash ends up in a dustbin
Or under the dark dirt slowly forgotten
So watch what u wish for and try understand it
The way I grew up I don't take s*** for granted...
Yeah... Try to understand it...
The way I grew up I don't take shot for granted... Ya betta
Try to understand it... The way we grew up we don't take s*** for granted...
Dope D.O.D... 2012 and beyond until the next time the world ends... Peace.