Zilch - Doubtfool lyrics

Right now I'm pissed Sen Dog in the place with the superstar ba** I'm rugged and raw you can see it in my face You can hear it in my lyric, ill vocal tone Mad dog n******g rips the microphone Smoke herb by the pound, putting the smackdown Down to the ground, punk look around, it's the Latin thug Straight don't give a f**, run ya a** over in a Cadillac truck Here's one from the ill real deal mic technician Latin thug now with the high rank position Paid a** rapper like you see on television Sk**s that k** and rock mics with precision I rock and roll, break it down slow Write the kind of songs that hit you in the soul Here's one from the ill real deal mic technician One from the ill real deal mic technician One from the ill real deal mic technician Latin thug down with the high rank position Full out attack on the whack, I ain't kidding Take it to the hole, tomahawk like pippen Ripping all you poodles hope I ain't tripping I'm down for my And I'll be thugged out And you don't know the deal And so you bugging out Well kid get a grip We taking all your tips We gonna fly that head and run you for your whips The zilch in the back make it sound so deadly Putting this to bed while we flipping on the medley Ain't nobody safe, go hide your ho's Tell your lawyers and accountants to please go hide the dough I'm a true head flyer, you, you work for hire My style's dynamite don't step on the live wire Third rail for real hit the head right on the nail Dropping gems on you grilles and books for Holy Grails I'm telling you it's milk with the dog and the zilch While you corny and sweet like Charlie Brown quilts No doubt for sure my speeds be just loco always roll dough low in the X P over lolo Me ichiban, yes me number 1, me old school, new school, me uzi weighs a ton Put it to your rectum, aim about to shoot Stickin MC for they whips, they ho's and all they loot ((Missing Line)) like it's going out of style ((Missing Line)) I'm crazy kamikaze, ace me like Ozzy I sh** on motherf**ers, f** you and the paparazzi I'm down for my And I'll be thugged out And you don't know the deal And so you bugging out Well kid get a grip We taking all your tips We gonna fly that head and run you for your whips The zilch in the back make it sound so deadly Putting this to bed while we flipping on the medley Ain't nobody safe, go hide your ho's Tell your lawyers and accountants to please go hide the dough Some n******gs got to play games, some got to maintain Some don't give a f** and just go insane Flossing with your crew I know what it's about fool Try to play the dog situation's very doubtfool Some n******gs got to play games, some got to maintain Some don't give a f** and just go insane Situation's very doubtfool ((Missing Verse)) Some n******gs got to play games, some got to maintain Some don't give a f** and just go insane Flossing with your crew I know what it's about fool Try to play the dog situation's very doubtfool Try to play the dog situation's very doubtfool Situation's very doubtfool Situation's very doubtfool Try to play the dog situation's very doubtfool Some n******gs got to play games, some got to maintain Some don't give a f** and just go insane Flossing with your crew I know what it's about fool Try to play the dog situation's very doubtfool Situation's very doubtfool Very doubtfool Situation's very doubtfool Very doubtfool Situation's very doubtfool Some n******gs got to play games, some got to maintain Some don't give a f** and just go insane Situation's very doubtfool