Branded - Dope D.O.D.

This next band asked me not to read this

But… goddammit, I’m going to read it anyway

Because I wrote it, and it’s the truth

I fucking love this band!

They are the best band ever…

PERIOD!

Ladies and gentleman…

Dope D.O.D punk, this in your junk

Time to get fucked up, yo Skits pass me that skunk

It’s time to get drunk and down with the funk

No junk, only hang with niggas on the top bunk

(Booze and bitches) Niggas watching television

Well let me creep up and get down with business

Tonight I’ll show you niggas what I’m made of

My main man Skitz down to ride

Now take off

It pay off

More rappers stay soft

It even makes it easy to rip them on my day off

Pray to god, you people need to shape

And chew up, your the shrooms I just ate up

(Say what?!) Well soon you won’t say much

Unless you have the tolerance levels that Jay’s got

Early birds wake up when we pass out

Welcome to the rave club

Formal than your dad’s house

So we crashed the whole building with a drunk driver

No survivors

Taking niggas down like low riders

The Street Fighter, I kick, cut and beat minors

Who are making babies steps I will leap higher

(Are you ready for the real hardcore shit?!)

Anything else right now is less important

Best to be cautious

Before we toss you to heaven

Today we’re set to blow up man

He’s eleven

Eleven, snakes, Skitz, slither when I whisper

Follow women home, I don’t follow you on Twitter

I’m too busy getting wasted and famous

Thin Lizzy got them raising they whiskey

Toast to the greatest, we poach the betrayers

Got a venue tonight so I know where the prey is

Just arrived and already on my fifth beer

This place is alive because ghost Town is in here!

We branded our name on the planet

Now everyone in the game wanna have us

We just wanna get paper (get a laugh)

Make you (give it up)

Straight up (live it up)