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this dope - boondox & bukshot lyrics

[verse 1: boondox]
cut and line it up and take it straight to the cortex
that sh*t that i be spittin’ spin ’em into a vortex
addicted to more s*x and high off the contact
decipher every word like they was signin’ a contract (signin’ a contract!)
i push these verses like a man on the strip
for anybody feelin’ urges, keep my hand on the grip
and i’ll be d*mned if i slip, just gotta keep the product movin’
if you ran with the lip, i bet you feel the sonic boomin’
best believe that! take a bump and get zooted
think the reason you disputed ’cause your music’s diluted
up your nose when you shoot it, you’re gonna feel it in your membrane
hear what’s in my dope that drive these motherf*ckers insane

[chorus: boondox & bukshot]
i came with a chip on my shoulder tonight, talk sh*t, you might
it’s like a new high when you f*ck with this dope
it’s like you knew god when you choke on this smoke
i came with a brick of my dope, if you try to snort this, you’ll fly
it’s like a new high when you f*ck with this dope
it’s like you knew god when you choke on this smoke

[verse 2: bukshot]
i’ve been here and k!llin’ it since paradigm shift
never out of ammo, pack a pair of nine clips
smotherin’ these b*tches like a terrifyin’ mist
put it on my kids, you best be scared of my clique
thought it was over? you wrong, we came back reloaded
so drop and pray to jehovah, we on your game, it’s decoded
revenge is cold as the code is, my ways are dark as a lotus
my dope is white as the potus and i don’t cut it with soda
my grind is tough as a molar, my b*lls are bigger than bowlers
ignite it like a flamethrower, my flow is sick as ebola
time to load up the choppers, we come and rev up the motors
we ’bout to post up like soldiers, awake the dead like some folgers
[chorus: boondox & bukshot]
i came with a chip on my shoulder tonight, talk sh*t, you might
it’s like a new high when you f*ck with this dope
it’s like you knew god when you choke on this smoke
i came with a brick of my dope, if you try to snort this, you’ll fly
it’s like a new high when you f*ck with this dope
it’s like you knew god when you choke on this smoke

[verse 3: seuss mace]
straight thoughts of a militant monster
infrared beams leave a red scene, leave your momma lookin’ all somber
all about the ricotta like a plate of your motherf*ckin’ mama’s lasagna
me and bukshot leave your guts hot, .223s stashed in a llama
make your baby mama wanna get up on my ding*a*ling and never leave that sh*t
and i mean that sh*t when i say i’m the goat (goat)
gotta get up and get that bread, try to get ahead ’cause you never know (never know)
which way the wind blows, the tables turn, toss some away, don’t let the paper burn
but i knew this a long time ago, sometimes i gotta go through the pain to learn
that even when i’m down and the world gets colder i gotta keep my motherf*ckin’ composure
from the inside, panic never showin’, on the outside, lookin’ like a motherf*ckin’ soldier
and that’s life when you’re real, not a poser, tryna find new beginnings and closure
tryna make it to the point of no return, success lies with a chip on my shoulder

- boondox bukshot lyrics

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