Insane Clown Posse – Dog Beats lyrics

{Yeah what you need?
Right, yeah let me get a large order of fries and uh
No fries
Excuse me?
No fries man
Oh, well must be out then,
Alright well then give me a large double slam and
Nope
What?
Can't do it
Why not?
No meat}

{No meat?
No meat man, damn
Alright then, I'll take a salad then
Better grow yourself one
What's that?
We ain't got no damn salad, man
Ah, well then what the hell do you have?
We got the Dogbeats
Oh yeah, the Dogbeats?
Yup
Alright, well then I'll take an order of that to go then}

Inner City Posse's got the Dogbeats
Icp we got the Dogbeats

No you don't stop with the funk from the old days
Start on your head as the beat plays
Yo, the icp has got the Dogbeats
Inner City Posse and were playin' for keeps

And I know you likin' this funk
'Cuz I can hear my voice comin' out your trunk
Of your ride, don't take me for a sucker
You leavin' unattended I'm a take the mutha

2 to the D to the O P E
Hittin 03 with the icp
I like bass, treble and the test up
Throw kick it in the back of a Sector Bus

With that 40-O or that Straw Bull
Shootin' craps in the back of the liquor store
And I'm hittin' and we'll keep it at that
Nope, 2 Dope at that

Rollin' and I'm headin' for the Clark Park
Just finished shootin' 8 with the dark shark
Seen the freak with the bright white tank top
Keep rollin' 'cuz I know I'll see my bank drop

Homeboy if you want to keep your riches
Stay the hell away from them more money
From the truck to the bikers to the jeeps
The icp has got the Dogbeats

Bow wow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah
Bow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah
Bow wow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah
Bow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah

Bow wow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah
Bow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah
Bow wow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah
Are the Dogs in the house?

Street lights glearin' off the windshield
Mear coke crackers on the general wheel
6 Pack in the back and a dosin
Keep the sounds up find skate 1 thousand

2 Dope gotta keep his own style
Home made kicken box 4 tendance Posse
Icp make the whole car hop
When we let the bass drop

Inner City Posse's got the bad rep
Like my man on the cruches took a big step
And I can't stand the neighborhood menace
So I swell his chin like Rocky Denice

Bass in the car somethin' stacks
I now hear me roamin' them Pontiacs
Everyone's brittle when the bass rocks
So I got a little somethin' in the glovebox

Long black hair with the white rag
40 cent Faygo in a brown bag
Jump Steady, Rude Boy and Nate The Mack
Chillin' by my side 'cuz my Posse's stacked

I know I'm gettin' famous just think for a minute
Stole the car radio and my tape was in it
Sounds bringin' life to the streets
The icp got the Dogbeats

Bow wow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah
Bow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah
Bow wow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah
Bow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah

Inner City Posse got the Dogbeats
Inner City Posse got the Dogbeats
Inner City Posse and the Dogbeats
Is in the house

Waitin' at the light as my bass thumps
And I'm gettin' jocked by these local chumps
They point, they wave, they stare, they look
I been jocked so hard I could write a book

Violent J down with the pimp daddy's
Violent J down with the pimp daddy's
Violent J down with the pimp daddy's
Smooth plush rides in the velvet caddy's

All the way live down Jefferson
Inner City Posse's got the best of them
With a tape and your system beat
Icp has got the Dogbeats

Bow wow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah
Bow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah
Bow wow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah
Bow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah

Bow wow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah
Bow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah
Bow wow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah
Bow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah

Inner City Posse got the Dogbeats
Icp we got the Dogbeats
Inner City Posse got the Dogbeats
Icp we got the Dogbeats

Inner City Posse got the Dogbeats
Icp we got the Dogbeats
Inner City Posse got the Dogbeats
Icp we got the Dogbeats

Bow wow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah
Bow wow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah
Bow wow wow, yipy yo, yipy yeah
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