NONE OF THIS IS REAL (SCARE TACTICS 19)

Lyrics

[Intro] I'm a mad dog I'm a mad dog I'm a mad dog I'm a mad dog [Verse] Yo, pocket full of biscuits, I be feeling pretty pissed So please don't make it on my list And bitch don't slap me on the wrist I'm fit to blow up like a cyst, you think you start to get like this I bet your ass you won't be missed Bitch, I'm a mad dog Got more appetite than a lion with a fat hog Yeah, you're stepping in the bog, I'm a beaver, you're a log Don't fuck with a mad dog D SPIT spits outta this bitch One joint lit, ten hits, and I'm drippin' Couple more hits of that shit and I'm dimwit Don't get bit 'cause I'm fit to go apeshit I be smoking Js like they cigarettes Turning on a silhouette, spinning like a minuet Ha, not evеn trippin' yet If you wanna fuck with me, take a sеcond bet [Outro] I'm a mad dog I'm a mad dog I'm a mad dog I'm a mad dog