Dogeater
How bout dat
Growing up never ate dog or cat
Stayed in the Bay where the fog is at
Lived here for a minute how long I last
I got black friends
Asian friends
Latin bros
We pack a bowl
It's a magic trick
Like I'm happy slip
With a fatter lip but
I love 'The Wiz' and
I love 'Les Mis'
And 'In the heights'
Hamilton I'm scrambling these words I write
Bob Ross paint a picture while I paint my life
16 in D.C. I might take ya bike
If Tupac grew up listening to Guwop
He would live past 3 shots 2 shots
They be Burning buildings down for a new lot
Murder children on the street by the new cops
They don't really give a damn like the Klu klux
They don't wanna see me get this mula
They don't wanna see me fresh with a new cut
Meet god allah or buddah
People power
Black panther
Filipino cats we band together
Like Angel Island hand letters
I smoke weed and understand Better
On my father's grave
I will be saved
Martin's Dream
I am the dream
Never lived life like a fantasy
Roots stay strong like planted seeds
I'm either dialectic or dialogic
Shit that I learned in my life in college
Don't need no phone to find my wallet
Don't need no money to buy my knowledge
I Fuck around I might die a prophet
Smoke a blunt then fly a rocket
Don't stress the loud u know i got it
My girl need love you know I'm on it
Like uhhhh
City to city I'm looking for paper and finding the juice
Caribou kid is planting the crops the cops do not shoot
Dancing in thunder and fire and rain like my name was Zeus
Climbing the trees im picking the fruit
Used to hear biggie say gimme the loot
Yeezy said I could be whipping that coup
Weezy said I could be spittin that truth
People of color might need one another so somebody ready and tighten the noose
Tell me girl that's how I do
Tell me girl just meet my crew
Tell me girl it's me not you
Tell my world I got things to do
Tell me girl that's how I do
Tell me girl just meet my crew
Tell me girl it's me not you
Tell my world I got things to do
Dogeater
I could figure out my ways
Pick a paper trail of pennies
Find the history of my name
I'm Just a
Dogeater
I could figure out my ways
Pick a paper trail of pennies
Find the history of my name
This ain't no Gangster of love
This that gangs or the fuzz
I got fangs out the cut
We gon break down that bud
This ain't no Gangster of love
This that gangs or the fuzz
I got fangs out the cut
We gon break down that bud
Tell me girl that's how I do
Tell me girl Just meet my crew
Tell me girl that's me not you
Tell my world I got things to do
Tell me girl that's how I do
Tell me girl Just meet my crew
Tell me girl that's me not you
Tell my world I got things to do
Dogeater
I can't figure out my ways
Pick a paper trail of pennies
Find the history of my name
I'm just a
Dogeater
I can't figure out my ways
Pick a paper trail of pennies
Hey little girl with the brown skin
Hey little boy with the trumpet
Show em what they can't believe
They don't wanna see us make money
Live to make something from nothing
They don't really know what love is
I got padded locks
And I
Pass it off
You haters talk
And I laugh it off
Cuz I'm too damn ignorant
And America ain't so innocent
Might as well go play my instruments
And I'm different
Y'all don't really wanna talk about it
Y'all don't really wanna work y'all don't really wanna fight
Y'all just wanna go and walk around it
You don't really wanna live
You don't really wanna die
Cuz We Just
Dogeaters
I can't figure out my ways
Pick a paper trail of pennies
Find the history of my name
I'm just a Dogeater
I can't figure out my ways
Pick a paper trail of pennies
Find the history of my name
I'm just a Dogeater