Dope D.O.D. - What Happened? lyrics

[Intro: Mulu] Ayo, wa**ap, J.D.? n***a, what's crackin'? What you doing? What's going on? What's happenin'? See, nowadays I be pimpin' and mackin' And selling crack and... n***a, you still rappin'?! [Verse 1: Jay Reaper] What up is I hang with the hardest motherf**ers I got rhymes by the buckets, make you n***as wanna s** it But you loveless, I'm the epitome of god-gifted When I busted my first rap the whole planet shifted Lifted your mind to the next best hemisphere The next level shift, so you best to just step in here Check my gear, I got flavor, mad hip hop I could run in the roughest neighborhood and not get shot I black out when n***as start hating sh** Run over your crew, like the New England Patriots The craziest, but I'm also the laziest Never turn on the TV so I don't know who Jay Z is What happened to rap in the 2-0 era? Where n***a getting worse and I'm only getting better n***as too old, J young and fresher I put them under pressure, professor, test ya [Hook] What happened? Dope D.O.D. became the illest What happened? Phony MC's is getting finished What happened? You face defeat, and we the winners Wicked with the lyrics, in a minute you're diminished [Verse 2: Skits Vicious] I hear people say: "Back in the day, he wasn't like this." He's stuck in a cycle of drug, s**, and violence Dionysus reflects on your iris Gingivitis erupts through the gums of plenty of biters I'm the Excalibur weaponry wielder Do you dare to step into the deadliest field of (Hardcore hip hop?) We laugh at your idols f** your advice! I walk the path of the psychos I k** MC's regardless of which rhyme I drop On top of the corpses we climb to the top So who's next to flop ‘cause he thought he was heavy? The last one retired when I tore through his belly The cyborgs are ready to reboot the system People go missin', and that seemed to have vanished They ask me: "What happened?" Why do I act funny? I stay braindead, like I got bitten by a rat monkey [Verse 3: Dopey Rotten] Every day I hear the same f**ing BS The same old song, you just don't progress You won't confess that you all fame obsessed I've seen it all, and I'm far from impressed I get a lot of criticism, you can be my guest This hip hop sh** just got repossessed Peeps don't wanna see us have any success It's time for these rookies to go hit the benchpress You're not the guy I used to know It's all about the rate of flows Even got a Golden Globe; what a way to go! This prick didn't even greet me at the show Thinks he makes art like he's Vincent Van Gogh But no, I turned from amateur to pro I put in work daily, you just don't know Just don't know, you just don't know... [Hook] What happened? Dope D.O.D. became the illest What happened? Phony MC's is getting finished What happened? You face defeat, and we the winners Wicked with the lyrics, in a minute you're diminished