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kevin dope, the hooligan squad
kevin dope runs with the hooligan squad, but when he's not doing shows and other hooligan business, he produces his own tracks
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #5,410
Peak in subgenre #2,927
Author
Alex Grybauskas
Rights
2004 Dope Entertainment
Uploaded
May 30, 2004
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.2 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
(Chorus)
Midnight's here but drinking just started
Half this house be acting retarded
If some ain't down with that then don't worry
Just make sure you know, we losin' control
Fellas' do whatever she'll let ya
Girls be bad, give in to peer pressure
If some got too much morals don't worry
Just make sure you know, we losin' control
Now everybody grab somebody you find attractive
comence sex till the chicks ready to have kids
then stick an axe, in her ass, whip it and smack things
until the axe hits an adolescent who grabs it
then you pull him out, put him in a carriage and stroll
become his parent and scold him till he's hairy and old
and hates you, for making him do, shit that he hated to do
waking his baked body and taking him straight up to school
if Im a father I wont bother my daughter
i'll let her stay out after dark and drink whatever she wanna
like ima call her and talk to her when she'd rather be screwing a dude
twenty two years older with some E and a bottle of brew
then when she's offered something harmful and swallows it
takes a trip to shock trauma i'll say doctor my daughters a bitch
and i aint payin shit, put them iron things on her tits
and yell CLEAR, now shock her from her head to her clit
I been in a bit of a twist
me and this bitch
and by bitch, im talkin has a dick, acts like a chick
we both rap with a clique
but mine happens to shit on the avergeness, both of them actually spit
hes giving me tips, tellin me to quit being intense
take a break, breathe and repent
what he aint see is the real reason im seeking to wreck shit
no sense in denying im on a mission to get rich, ya bitch
(chorus)
only the good die young, and I aint dead
keep a bottle of hard liquor beside my bed
but when it goes dry, luckily i write with pens
so i chug the ink, throw up on the page and begin
ever since i was ten, maybe eleven
my engine was so revved that i went into school trembling
started a fist fight with a fifth grader, pretended it was tekken
i threw him a few lefts, had him beggin for medicine
yall compare me to eminem, put me up against vanilla
combine me with b-boys, three beasties and one killa
till im in a coffin I aint 'gon stop
two shots and damien drops down, starts moving my chops
Im at the doctors, getting a physical exam
im diagnosed crazy and put in a pig pen
i piss in a bed pan, but miss it and hit a man
who's pissed for having piss on his face, whatever man
who would choose to do what I do
I lose control, consume booze and dilute my soul
yea Im an ugly son of a gun, must be ripped
naa trust me this kid was conceived this sick
im kevin dope and im peaceful now
but when damien arrives I'll be screaming loud
i got balls the size of ones wreckin' buildings
im reckless, gonna get plasma spillin
(chorus)
so im behind the wheel drunk, riding the clutch
got a dead bitch layin in the back of my trunk
my luck runs out, as i run over a monk
in front of a cop, shit i just forgot how to stop
so now his siren is screaming
his blinkers are on, everyones screaming
I fall asleep at the wheel and begin dreaming
of bunny rabbits and g-rated movies on disney
and britney doing porno when it suddenly hits me
what if our dreams are reality,
we awaken to an abstract world we create for a balance between
hapiness and actuality, we arrive in-
oh shit thats right, im still driving
Im side by side, this cop who tries
to ruin my calm ride thru the country-side
i kindly ask why do you push and shove
these lights and sounds just about killed my buzz
then my buzz died, the gas gauge said E
i came to a stop, cops started coming to me
reporters arrive, think im gonna be on tv
but i aint done my hair, i cant let america see me
"please step out of your car sir, our weapons are drawn
remain calm, your chances of escaping are gone"
I said fuck that, opened up my window and screamed
then ate a mushroom and flew right out of the scene
(chorus
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