Yeah yeah yeah yeah
D-M-O-H-L in this motherfucker yo
Uh, Bacco, Gastoswiller nigga
Yeah, uh
Check me out, check me out, check me out now
Uh, yeah, uh
2005, Yo
Uh, Pablo Pilo on the cuts, nigga
Check me out, check me out
I come ceaseless, slick knocking out a takeover page over
I add to the truth, freezing by the hicks groove
The streets cruise, everybody been a little more fascist
Over word reactions, to keep the guns blasting
I'm no regrets to be casting
The catch with D-M on the set
Dropping in the sand like a baby change his shirt, call guilty
Locked down when the men did filthy
While they're dripping drops in their drinks for life
It's like two concepts in a turn of strife
God is all good, he brings evil to act fake
Be tripping in fact, stick to smile
For make the world wish you come for real
Who shot ya, my verbal psyche's slick notcha
Wanna scream out corrosive and plus
My C4 raps you breathed out as Gastoswiller
Third C iller, last to cast a willer
The master killer, the dope cracks a big house to pass the filler
Graffiti dad, all colors to the world where I represent
White bird, slandered advocate
Recitals, I'm ill as idols
Still say fuck you with the blade of my pipe bullshit
Melting candles on the turntable wax
Till my light's blown out, it be the D-M-O-H-L yo
Uh, yeah yeah
You know how we do it, yo
Uh, D-M-O, AKA unbranded, nigga
Yeah, uh
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