Ahwlee - DAWG! lyrics

Part 1: & so they tell us... "Life's what you make it" The pastor told me God made it Science said that moms make it I say i'm my own creation My species catch eyes from Jay Stowawayed on Kanyeezy spaceship Registered late for college, dropped out & still graduated hip-hop My real chance of love is lissome Feel partially like Kreayshawn 1 room full of bad b**hes but they retards Don't gun, ya'll ain't Kyrie, can't convince a Rose that you phenom - One The modest master, been proved that you too can't beat odds - Destiny Her daughter's bond with me what I been missin As a youngster I used to get rock for one of her children Now I supply everybody and they momma who show interest Like It or not, extortin your extol from me feedin you till i'm eatin and y'all givin feedback Want to make it to that point my price for every verse is 3 racks, till that ain't sh** to me Recorded tapes out my studio off McKinley street & kept inspiration close like it's kin to me, then introduced G.I n***a And I won't stop Dawg! Uh Verse (part 2): Wooh! n***a thought I was done! n***a f** that sh** n***a! Wooh! Dawg! Dawg! Two! Feel This Dawg! Hand you your b**h?! You think it's sweet till I surface & I Bobby Mercer, verses, Victor f** you listenin if you Christian for?! Know God is real, ain't deny it, but I'M yo guide if you lost And If I die its for your direction that's all Believe no one really dies, we just loop in a timeless fall "God and Nature first made us what we are, and then out of our own created genius we make ourselves what we want to be" - Marcus Garvey, *quote Hoe quoting Cole like *somethin somethin, "paintbrush" Ever think when I'm strokin you I paint us? Open your mind Your third eye looking like Forest Whitaker's left.. Dawg! Find my opposite and you set! Hol up Don't raise your hands at my show if you black, it's white cops in the building and apparently it's cool for them to shoot our children Also, no black hoodies, no Arizonas, no Skittles No angry tears, no k**in or revenges... Just energy... Feel this... Dawg! f** that we hoodie up, then raise arms, then shoot, when they tell us don't & reload our Arizonas.... Dawg!