Lyrics:
thought about crossing me I'm telling you please don't
Rolling like a stone, but I know my right from wrong
And I know rich white niggas like Doug Dimmadome
came to shake the town
Yeah, ya boy's internationally known
But I'm from the hood, got a pocket full of stones (stones)
I used to cop Rob Base, turn
came to shake the town
Yeah, ya boy's internationally known
But I'm from the hood, got a pocket full of stones (stones)
I used to cop Rob Base, turn
Had to go and get my own
I tell ya, papa was a Rollin' Stone
Nigga always left me 'lone
Guess that shit just made me strong
Had to go and get my own
Stone, shout to all the internet sites OkayPlayer
All Hip-Hop, School of Hip-Hop.Com, (MySpace), you know, showin' me love,, why not, a thank you!
All my
What, goes, on!
Rolling Stones of the rap game, not bragging
Lips bigger than Jagger, not saggin'
Spell it backwards, I'mma leave it at that
That
What, goes, on!
Rolling Stones of the rap game, not bragging
Lips bigger than Jagger, not saggin'
Spell it backwards, I'mma leave it at that
That
Sauna is cool compared to being on stage
But that's how it's gotta go in the stone age
The fame in my game I name rapture
Like a polished rock I'll
ain't got it on safety
Who woulda known
I'm the king
You ain't taking the throne
Thats your shorty
I'm taking her home
Feel like Lake
Gimme Doug Dimmadome
ambition
No excuses
First I gotta make a dollar
True
Man
I know all about it
I've been grindin'
Every Friday
Pay is stupid
Like Doug Ford
Whatchu smoking?
I
through that weak shit he aint' me bitch
The nigga look like Doug Funnie in a cheap fit
And when he disrespect you don't come run to me with it
And when he
we gotta teach 'em
They're the future, we gotta reach 'em
We came to hunt, we brought some friends
Like Stone Cold Steve Austin
John Michael Montgomery
when I Knock Da Boots (daaat's right)
I'm dynamite with this mic
I Show like Doug E. and I rock the mic lovely
The afrodesiac, bringin the do-wah-diddy
BRAVE IS BEAUTIFUL
JIM PETERIK, DOUG JOHNSON, ROB CROSBY
SILENCE WAS YOUR COMFORT ZONE
SECRECY THE STATUS QUO
YOU NEVER LET ANYBODY KNOW
WHAT YOU
grippen all da fucking time I got your bitch giving Me dome call her Doug Dimmadome now everybody wanna go take her home Your boy Got dumped in the back
that's taller than Doug dimmadome
I ain't stepping out my throne if it ain't set in stone
Bitches always asking what your net worth
I'm like little bitch
There ain't no peace when it's me and a fool
Ruby is the boss, in an elevator to the top
Stone Cold Stunning, like bad plumbing, yeah, I drip a lot
In
Tony Montanas
Lookin like Clark Kent
Can't control or hold me
Don't know me, can't clone me
Angry mob to stone me?
Ain't even fit to blow me
Kick kick
J will couldn't get shit passed
55 on the jersey black purple with Grabski
Doug got the bong in the whip so he pass me
Hold that beat back
Ride slow
Oh no no no no no no no no no no oh!
I aint trippin man I got the vision
All at politicking man we on a mission
Life sticks and stones help you carry
a habit
In her mouth like a carrot
Space Jams on me
Nigga bugs bunny
Meet her then I skeet her
Nigga Doug funny
Eat it for I beat It cause it tastes yummy
STRONGER AT THE BROKEN PLACES
JIM PETERIK, DOUG JOHNSON, ROB CROSBY
IT TAKES SOME HELLFIRE TO FORGE THE STEEL
WHEN LIFE TRIES TO BREAK YOUR BACK
From where I stand
When you go it alone, this world is one cold stone
So, won't you keep me company?
When we open our eyes to see the next sunrise
meaner
I be feeling like such a senior
Graduated
Fucking faded
Waking up, I'm celebrating
Hitting DOUG on this occasion
Swear to god we made it
We break
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