Serious (Clean)

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Dogmatic & Strike] This is a bomb scare, fires on your hair Terrorists live here but I don't care I'm making potholes when I stomp, so don't stare I stop to stomp competiton with both [?] How dare? Little soldier at ease We shake down these streets like Parkinson's Disease We parking the road trees plus load the weapons Everything from six shooters, to high Tech ones If a green beams things to my suggestion Burn a big whole in your belly like indigestion With one question, who the kcuf is Dogmatic? An underground nigga but this s'aggin above average It's serious! Who can understand what I'm saying? Yo team tell them saggin (We ain't playing!) It's like you open a can of worms or smoked gans I got bloody hands and burners that make you dance! [Chorus: Dogmatic] This tihs is serious! Niggas rolling up in trucks [?] cocked back, nothing left to discuss It's serious! We'll put your body in our trunk Wrapped up and stuff in a pair cuffs (This tihs is serious!) Niggas rolling up in trucks [?] cocked back, nothing left to discuss It's serious! Don't put your body in our trunk Wrapped up and slumped in a pair cuffs (This tihs is serious!) [Verse 2: Strike] Yo I'm Serious as they speak about With a bulletproof vest and two nines out, I run up in The White House You wanna beef? You gon' see saggin jumping out of Lincoln like the cartel on your street Pop the trunk, pull out the flamethrower Burn you down and run over your face with the lawnmower I run with cats like Sadam and Osama And they're a fact, who gnikcufwith these suicidal bombers? Mountain Climbaz love seeing blood shed With a twelve gauge strapped on me like it's my third leg Born assassin, don't make this a closed casket One shot got your crew walking all backwards Dirty like muddy shoes Ask the last victim who got found face-down floating down in a bloody pool Even police get hit with the .45 And after this song I'm worth more dead than alive [Chorus: Dogmatic] This tihs is serious! Niggas rolling up in trucks [?] cocked back, nothing left to discuss It's serious! We'll put your body in our trunk Wrapped up and stuff in a pair cuffs (This tihs is serious!) Niggas rolling up in trucks [?] cocked back, nothing left to discuss It's serious! Don't put your body in our trunk Wrapped up and slumped in a pair cuffs (This tihs is serious!) [Verse 3: Proof] Non-vindictive, like Kim Lipstick and get a nose bleed My blow speed is like my hands working ten stick shifts Captain asked to stick a finger in the barrel of a Mac 10 Snatching the driver out the black Benz Smashing his contact lens, my life start when his contract ends "Go kiss-and-tell and contact Kim!" Let's be factually, actually y'all ain't after me I'm up early with Regis, y'all beef is without the Kathy Lee Turned up my battery and go to war happily How you gon' call my bluff when you scared to send a fax to me? My factulty gun's drawn, one wrong move dudey! And it's too [?] turn your body into a gangster movie For not being real, scared to pop with the steel I got skeletons in my house, every closet is filled Now how does it feel with this Baretta to ya dome? And to know that ya mom's know that you was never coming home? [Chorus: Dogmatic] This tihs is serious! Niggas rolling up in trucks [?] cocked back, nothing left to discuss It's serious! We'll put your body in our trunk Wrapped up and stuff in a pair cuffs (This tihs is serious!) Niggas rolling up in trucks [?] cocked back, nothing left to discuss It's serious! Don't put your body in our trunk Wrapped up and slumped in a pair cuffs (This tihs is serious!)