Dog Beats EP lyrics

"Yeah, what you need?"
"Yeah, let me get a large order of fries and uh.."
"No frie!"
"Excuse me?"
"No fries man!"
"Oh, well must be out then. Alright then give me a large double slam and..."
"Nope"
"What?"
"Can't do it!"
"Why not? No meat?"
"No meat man"
"Damn! Alright then, I'll take a salad then..."
"Better grow yourself one"
"What's that?"
"We ain't got no damn salad man!"

(Violent J)
Violent J serving ghetto heart street shit
You know it's potent when the funky ass beats hit
Rolling my dice and we hitting point
ICP outta Sothwest Detroit
Running with a gang of 2

(Violent J)
Wakin' up
Hear a little baby cryin'
Mom's yellin cause pop's got his fists flyin
It's 9 in the morning and he's drunk
One day I feel that I'm gonna shoot that punk
A bitch layin' next me in the bed
I honestly don't give a fuck if the hoe is dead
The only honor in my life is my rag
Without it, zip me up in a body bag
Grab my brother's unloaded 44

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
One time, the ICP with this shit
For you and your boys to say "fuck yeah" to
Yo, J, kick some of that shit about the wizard and all that
Drop a psycho beat and go on and rap, bald-headed fuck

(Violent J)
Aw shit, homeboy, you should of seen me
I was flipped at the party drinking a fifth of MD
Straight passed-out on his mother's bed
Seven cans of brew going through my head