Dumhi - B. Dawk lyrics

[Intro: Brian Dawkins giving a pa**ionate speech to his team] What are you gonna bring to the dog gone journey? Are you gonna bust somebody in they mouth...or are you gonna do your dog gone job? Are you gonna play from your dog gone chest? Or are you gonna play from your heart and give everything you dog gone got? Cause I'mma do that. And I'mma give y'all everything I dog gone got on every play. I need everything you got tonight. There ain't no dog gone tomorrow fellas [Verse One] Amazement Dumhi rocking ages It's a cold day in Hell, my hoodie stays zipped 30 years young, face ageless The Mind Plays Tricks like Bushwick Bill punching the pavement This is me, I never try and pretend Cause I came up where in battles n***as died at the end (like for real) The f** you in your room rapping to? With a camera at your desk like you work for Action News Piece of cloth, different seam I am cut from You a s**er without one gun and that is a conundrum If you don't know what that means, and a dumb dumbs In the language of God it means you f**ed up son Hating on me, that just ain't gonna work Cause you in a rap group that don't make a cent off the merch Damn, I know that sh**'s gotta hurt You life is in shambles you must feel like a jerk Your live show is trash, you need to rehearse Your career's a dead end, you need to reverse Living at your mama's searching for cheese in her purse Sitting by the phone praying that you get needed for work I won't even call your name out By the way it's a shame, your solo record never came out Cause yeah May you suffer in silence The next time you see me p**y expect violence [Hook] {x2} Yeah you know the street talks So it'll be no white flags and no peace talk Put him in the ocean like sea salt Philly legend hitting hard call me B. Dawk, B. Dawk, B. Dawk [Verse Two] Ayo I'm B. Dawk, I'm the one that pop it off While y'all stay dropping the ball like [?] I'ma put your frame in a hurricane off the wall I'm here to refinish 'em by this image I'm appalled Last album, 30K made before a bar Just wrote Snowgoons made Chuck buy the farm So I'm somewhere calm, my son hand in my palm Praying that Allah protect and keep me from harm But just in case He don't heed my requests The pistol is kept under the Mitchel and Ness Hoodie, listen I will leave you with d**h Let 'em lullaby you to sleep in your own ba**inet Am I the best? That's for you to decide But as far as Philly I'm top five dead or alive And that is not up for debate Cause my discography can be described as nothing but great I do this for my own, I do this on my own I'm B. Dawk, I'm Randall, I'm Reggiem I'm Jerome (rest in peace) Coat type with chrome pipe leave your dome like The sun reflecting holes in your flesh like a strobe light I did this sh** my whole life They want that new Reef/Dumhi sh**, tell 'em hold tight Legends in our own right Hip hop like this don't exist no more and that's the sh** I don't like [Hook] [Outro: Reef talking] Yeah, B. Dawk. The last line of defense. I'm the motherf**er that's gonna hit you first n***a. Dumhi/Lost Cauze. Another one