E-dubble - Dogface Go lyrics

f** your judgment, I'll make the judgements I am like Judge Dredd, baby I'm above this Figurative and literal, this is so pivotal Now I'll explain why the games so difficult I'm not just a rapper, not an employee Put me in the box, if you want to annoy me I will destroy that box like I did ya mom's I keep dropping bombs, baby call me shock and awe Cause I'm cold, awesome, keep on flossing f** these songs I got more, I'll toss em' Boss em', trade em' garnish their wages Treat em' like a stray dog, get them spade You got neutered, I'm outlandish I don't need eyes to see I'm outstanding Write it, f** it, and do it live You pull the trigger of a gun, and to Bill 'O Ri' Cause you're stupid, brainless, you got no patience You make a martyr out of that a**holes face And you got big problems, you can't solve em' Wall Street's gone and the guns keep popping Bodies keep dropping, civilized cities turn to vacant lots, and start sprouting crops, like I am legend, and my phazer's off "stun" With the second amendment because my Uzi weighs a ton There's a zone, I found it, a beat, I pound it Biggest damn fish in the pond, I'll drown him I'm talking sh**, now I got a good reason The world got stabbed and it won't stop bleeding Seething, like the hot water in the kettle I'm a Heathen, but I'm not believing in the metal And I'm staying put till we figure out some sh** No revolutionary, but I read about some sh** [Hook:] I go numb I read Howard Zinn While I take a sh** And then I call it quits I go numb I watch the daily show And talk some sh** on Palin And while the countries fail I go numb I say f** insurance I'm a monster-saurs Might as well ignore it I go numb I don't need a damn gun Got a weapon on my neck and it's about to go dumb Release therapy, when I dump on the beat I'm punk on the beat, with my dunks on my feet Pop sh**, no question, keep them guessing "He's so nice, why he keep stressing?" "He's so sick, send him a blessing" Keep on sneezing, pa** infection Gas is precious, ask the Texans When recess is, I need breakfast We all use their petrol f** that metro, I just jet home On the shoelace express, with a bin full of goodies I am dressed for success, in a black t-shirt And a black bandanna Quiet revolution from the kids who can't stand ya Pull the hearing aids out, call it bad manners But we still sound loud, so they pull them hammers Your carca** is war-kissed from left to right Divisions cause attrition no one left to fight Common sense left the building, to best your night And your base just stole home just to test your might Town halls getting physical, situation critical People from the bottom to the top getting ridiculed Can't get rid of you, morphine is more fun Cut funds, add guns, now we got a ritual Gla** looks pitiful, empty as sh** Optimism left town when dystopia hit Underground eugenics, pop up the new aesthetic Don't fit, nondescript, so you grab that weapon Natural selection, goes for the aggressors Cannibals eat the left, so meet the new progressives Prep for Armageddon, turn yourself into a weapon No immunity, communities fall off from the oppression [Hook]