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Chorus:
They call me the "Dummy Man" (man, man, man) And I`m up early tryina slang my dope (I`m the nigga with the biggest rocks) The fiends...they get awfully mad....(mad, mad, mad) When they go broke on dope and it`s really soap (My nigga you ain`t never lied)
Verse 1:
Up in the morning....and I feel like I don`t wanna be livin` Better off dead without no bread....have you ever felt that feeling? Unsatisfied, feelin` like you wanna die When you reach into your pocket and can`t even find Not even enough to go purchase a dime (sack of weed) But FUCK THAT! I got "come up" in my blood Cause it`s the "1st of the Month" (nigga what!) The perfect time to come up The only problem is: I`m broke and ain`t got no dope But as I was standin` in my bathroom mirror....I looked at the soap Shit...soap look a little like dope (you scandalous nigga!) Then, I chopped-chopped up me some counterfeit amphetamines But wait a minute..... Wait a minute now...what if they want to taste it? Think quickly for cash: nigga dash to the kitchen, get the bread bag Wrap that bread around some soap Now I got the breadcrumb-dum-dum dope It might sound funny, but it ain`t no joke... cause doin this shit could get a nigga smoked, mayn But FUCK IT! Young nigga gotta get them duckets Hit the medicine cabinet for the final touches... Orajel for the numbness Then I hit the corner with a handful of breadcrumbs... nigga got the dum-dum for ya And the pump on approach if you say it ain`t dope, only dealin cause I hate to be sober Peep, "creep on ah come up", I wait for a fiend to roll up And walk to the car with my hand on my pistol, he showed me the green, said "Hold up...gotta get my stash" Nigga need a 20...but I got that faded Lovin these yum-yums, glad I made it; I just hope this nigga don`t try to taste it! I dropped him the dummy, he said it was lovely But as he pulled off, I pinned that he put the rock up in his mouth (So he gon` come back for his money!) I pinned that he braked...he skid... Put it in reverse and he came back quick... Fiend jumped out and he talkin` all big... This is what happened to this bit.... We beat him and finished him off, and he never came `round here no more Cause a nigga ran into yours truly: poor, and a nigga scored Lord forgive me but i can`t remember (the last time I ate) Now I gots to go get me a plate, or a bit, now I`m proper Only spent three dollars and forty-four cents, nigga full, now I gotta get bent Nigga still got sixteen dollars and fifty-six cents...HELL YEAH! These dum-dums got a nigga off the hook..they got booked, took, shook Look: got dope but it ain`t dope, so I guess you can call me a "crooked crook" Hey...do you know somebody like me? I don`t think so, cause ain`t nobody I see Down for the crime like I`m down for mine, and if I gotta, nigga I cheat (cheat)
Chorus (x2)
So fuck with me, I got the chops mayn (chops mayn) The biggest rocks up on the block mayn (block mayn) Say fuck with me, I got tha chops mayn (the chopper, choppers) The biggest rocks up on the block mayn (block mayn {echo})
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