Here it is
Bammm
And you say goddamn
This is the dope jam
But lets define the term called dope
And you think it mean funky now no
Here is a true tale
Of the ones that deal
Are the ones that fail
Yeah
You can move if you wanna move
What it prove
Itand's here like the groove
The problem is this we gottaand' fix it
Check out the justice and how they run it
Sellinand', smellinand'
Sniffinand', riffinand'
And brothers try to get swift anand'
Sell to their own, rob a home
While some shrivel to bone
Like comatose walkinand' around
Please donand't confuse this with the sound
Iand'm talking about...bass
I put this together to...
Rock the bells of those that
Boost the dose
Of lack a lack
And those that sell to black
Shame on a brother when he dealinand'
The same block where my 98 be wheelinand'
And everybody know
Another kilo
From a corner from a brother to keep another -
Below
Stop illinand' and killinand'
Stop grillinand'
Yo, black, yo (we are willinand')
4, 5 oand'clock in the morninand'
Wait a minute yand'all
The fiends are fiendinand'
Day to day they say no other way
This stuff...
Is really bad
Iand'm talkinand' and'bout...bass
Yo, listen
I see it on their faces
(first come first serve basis)
Standinand' in line
Checkinand' the time
Homeboys playinand' the curb
The same ones that used to do herb
Now theyand're gone
Passinand' it on
Poison attack - the black word bond
Daddy-o
Once said to me
He knew a brother who stayed all day in his jeep
And at night he went to sleep
And in the morninand' all he had was
The sneakers on his feet
The culprit used to jam and rock the mike, yo
He stripped the jeep to fill his pipe
And wander around to find a place
Where they rocked to a different kind of...bass