im the fly guy, eatin MCs like a thousand locus
BITCHES call me DOGG, like my name was CALVIN BROADUS
I overdose the dosage, n bring that mind numbing funk
raped lady luck, passin father time with life ending stunt
I dibble n dabble with launching vertically, laterally
sick as lobotomy sendin it digitally, emphatically
the rap god was born in dog form, to attack cats
the QB of your team shouldnt be near me, or I sack that
drink a whole 1/5, n let the smoke rise like the apex
I beat neo twice, as soon as I arrived in the matrix
they hate this, but I stay smooth as ray allan J is
the plaintiff gets sprayed by the AK with eight hits
then I sip sip sip, that smooth groovin rhythm
n spit some sick shit, that improves on tradition
wizards wouldnt be as wicked as me in the booth
thickening pitfall quicksand flow engulfs you in the truth