Insane Clown Posse - Dogbeats Lyrics
Yeah what you need?Yeah let me get a large order of fries and ughNo friesExcuse me?No fries manOh, well bust be out thenAll right then give me a large double slam and...NopeWhat?Cant do itWhy not?No meat?No meatMan, damn... all right then, Ill take a salad thenBetter grow yourself oneWhats that?We aint got no damn salad manAh, well then what the hell do you have?We got the dogbeatsOh yeah the dogbeats huh?Yup all right, then Ill take an order of that to go thenInner city posses got the dogbeatsIcp we got the dogbeatsNo you dont stop with the funk from the old daysStart on your head as the beat playsYo, the icp has got the dogbeatsInner city posse and were playin for keepsAnd I know you likin this funkCuz I can hear my voice commin out the trunkOf your ride, dont take me for a suckerYou leavin untended Im a take the mutha 2 to the d to the o-p-eHittin 03 with the icpI like bass, treble, and the temp stuffThrow kick it in the back of a seventies busWith that 40-o or that straw bullShootin craps in the back of the liquor storeAnd Im hittin, and well keep it at thatYou out joe? no, Im too dope for thatRollin and Im headin for the clark parkJust finished shootin 8 with the dark sharkSeen the freak with the bright white tank topKeep rollin cuz I know Ill see my bank dropHomeboy if you wanna keep your richesStay the hell away from them more moneyFrom the truck to the bukers to the jeepsThe icp has got the dogbeatsBow-wow-wowYipy-yoYipy-yeahBow-wow-wowYipy-yoYipy-yeah (4x)Street lights glearin off the windshieldMear coke crackers on the general wheel6 pack in the back and Im dosinKeep the sounds up find skate 1 thousand2 dope gotta keep his own styleHome made kicken box 4 tendancePosse p make the whole car hopWhen we let the bass dropInner city posses got the bad repLike my man on the cruches took a big stepAnd I cant stand the neighborhood menaceSo I swell his chin like rocky deniseBass in the car somethin stacksI now hear me roamin them pontiacsEveryones brittle when the bass rocksSo I got a little somethin in the gloveboxLong black hair with the white rag40 cent faygo in a brown bagJump steady, rude boy, and nate the mackChillen by my side cuz my posses stackedI know Im gettin famous just think for a minuteStole the car radio and my tape was in itSounds bringin life to the streetsThe icp got the dogbeatsBow-wow-wowYipy-yoYipy-yeahBow-wow-wowYipy-yoYipy-yeah (4x)Inner city posse got the dogbeats (hit it)(3x)Is in the houseWaitin at the light as my bass thumpsAnd Im gettin jocked by these local chumpsThey point, they wave, they stare, they lookI been jocked so hard I could write a bookViolent j down with the pimp daddys (3x)Smooth plush rides in the velvet caddiesAll the way live down jeffersonInner city posses got the best of themWhen the tape and your system meetIcp has got the dogbeatsBow-wow-wowYipy-yoYipy-yeahBow-wow-wowYipy-yoYipy-yeah (4x)Inner city posse got the dogbeatsIcp we got theDogbeats (4x)
