Game over

Please

Don't know

I'm walking and I ain't even crease

You're a crease filled thing

Now many, many, many, many say Dub City

Taste me, I'm trying to stay sucker free

And I'm ending up the criminal

Keep the supper like

Plunk, plunk, plank, bracket, bracket

Straight packing infrared scanners

And bandanas with my bromo horns

Man, they got me going

Moving through traffic with the dance on ya

Don't make me put these hands on ya

You're the most like a loco

Supposed to poke that with dope

That's my focus, I'm focusing, strolling coast to coast

Only rhyme with the truth

When I make the heat sing

Cause real niggas do real things

Haters whisper, cause I jammed deaf with my new family

But I was deaf before I started jamming

Still standing

Go to shower when you're flamed

Let it drip, let it rain, Dub Hill Gang

These niggas a try to test

Niggas, but he's still gang

Them haters be coming

With extras

Dub Hill Gang

You run up nigga

I wish you would

Please kill gang

Niggas in Hollywood

Trying to keep it up

Please kill gang

Don't get mad at me

I'm just keeping it real

Please kill gang

Don't say you're a killer

If you ain't gonna kill

Please kill gang