Groove - Dope D.O.D., Redman

Ha man, Redman fool

D.o.D nigga

(Yo

Uh huh, uh huh,)

Yeah!

(Word, God damn it Maztek

You killing them again son, uh

Yo im gonna let this one roll,)

OWW!

(yo uh huh uh huh yo skits vicious

Yo yo)

Let`s go let`s go

I don`t care where you`re coming from (Hell No!)

I spit ninja stars straight popping through your bubblegum

Double trouble, double gun time splitters

Never subtle the vibe gives spines shivers

House of rhyme mirrors you in a maze lost

A cage fight is how we face off

Get the fuck up, Simon says get the fuck up (Get the fuck up!)

Funk Doc, D.O.D., dumb fucks get chopped up,(yes!)

Locked up with the mug shot

Bite my shit and watch how your tongue rots

You ain’t close to us by a long shot

You a joke so this is where the fun stops

Nun chucks and shuriken blades

This shit turns most made men to maids

They follow orders I make them surrender

Hit yo ass up from the bottom when you enter

Now (Groove), MC`s ain`t got no guts but

(We Do) so just turn the volume up and

(Groove) if you ain`t got the urge to bust well

(We do) so just turn the volume up just

(Groove) the scene ain`t got no guts well

(We Do) so just turn the volume up and

(Groove)if you ain`t got the urge to burst well

(We Do) just turn the volume up just (Groove)

Oh My god homie I’m the shit I got flies on me

Feel like F.B.I.`s eyes on me

But I don`t sell crack, I sell real rap

The fans tired yelling out ``Where the skills at``

I`ll show you I got them, Doc from rock bottom

Dog`s a rottweiler, lock me in asylum

The local hero hanging with the weirdo`s

Heat like Pacino killing De Niro

My Dre beats rocking, women is E popping

I get them off like they meeting a new cochrane

Yeah your boy heavy I been food shopping

I eat the track shit it out then you drop it

I got no manners brave like Atlanta

I gotta D.O.D.

banner and a head cannon

And if you fucks wanna know where your man landing

I gotta party going on in the Grand Canyon

Nigga

Niggas make fake shit, ya cake bitch tasteless

I`m impatient I just take shit rapist

Bates Shit, hit a bitch in the braces

And paint faces, when i`m locked in my basement

It`s basically based on that one night I spaced

In a rage, I split a bitch face on the pavement

I`m satan, the god of the game you be playing

And i`m praised in 88 ways in 8 great nations

A mason, displaying the ways of the ancients

They gave me the gift now i`m blazing like Cajun

You must be mistaken, thinking that i`m Freddy but i`m Jay-son

Creating a patient amazing, I`m just saying

I`ll be spraying like a Super saiyan

Human torch, my whole crew is flaming

Jay Piven, I’m the best damn movie agent

The multi made it, and I wrap it up by saying

Groove