U-God - Dopium lyrics

rate me

By the time I'm finished, you gon' be a fan, muthafucka

Trust me when I tell you

I kick back, retire mics, take rap to higher heights

Big back, fiend rap, blow it up, dynamite

Sniff my China white, touchdown with king cobras

All my life, pay the price, nickname me steamroller

Switch lane, lean over, get brain, green Rover

Mean soldiers run through, kung fu, break shoulders

Rep my W, rumble through, takeover

Heat holder, heavy best, countdown, every breath

Last chance, tapdance, devil cop, every step

Murderous, instinct, champions, never left

Shaolin veteran, thug heads, never learn

Dumb shit, every turn, hell, son, let 'em burn

Still here, standing firm, black man in progress

Crack dreams, conquest, burners in my arm rest

Baby boy's a target, heads on my cannonball

You messed up the package, the legacy, you had it all

"Come on"

"Come on"

Sandstorms, kick up, millimeters blow rounds

What happened to the music, Newburgh, Motown

I know the low down, on half of these niggas

Come out the closet, these Vaseline niggas

I'm flawless, I'm lawless, all I need is one block

Crazy legs, hat low, check out my up rock

Respect my jumpshot, when I just, hug the rim

Tie up my Jordans, then I jump, out the gym

It's the Brothers Grymm, automatic coke rush

Dice hit the walls, we gambles at the gold dust

Descendants of the Cold Crush, long car garage doors

One finger cake walk, nose is the concord

Hands like windmills, possessed with the I'll skill

Aiming for your soft spots, the scene out of Kill Bill

"Come on"

"Come on"

I got the iron for your mans, one foot in the frying pan

Rock hardhats, fireman, 8 Diagrams

Lion eating out my hands, no it's not in Africa

Soul brother #1, you're just a passenger

Right before the massacre, first comes the lynching

Caught in the mouse trap, bounce back, Redemption

Contact the henchmen, watch how I drenched them

Wetting with waterhose, long nose extention

Ain't no question, you in suspended animation

You fucked up, drop garbage tossed the side of sanitation

Homey, you jumped up, you get lumped up, blamp your face in

Champ in the steel cage match, snatch the foundation back

Step on a forty gallon stage, laced with I'll grace

Took a long time, but I'm glad that you still wait

"Come on"

"Come on"