Dopey

[Intro: Boldy James] Stone-cold, certified Big Creature, let's get it [Verse 1: Boldy James & Sir Michael Rocks] Me and Crelly play the block like the Twin Towers Made it back from Twin City in like ten hours Boomin' like I'm Esham with these dead flowers Make it rain on your head, we givin' lead showers No cap, really sold dope my whole life When Muddy died, damn near poured out the whole pint Brodie touch 'em up North, he a Mo bike Was serving dopey and them seven dwarves snow white Twenty-five for the Percocets, I've been on Vics Know we gon' turn left when everybody go right Pig pen status with the hogs and the low-lifes Free all my 7 Mile dawgs, screamin', "For life" Bro coming hom', I pray everything go right Tote sticks with them blue beams and them glow lights Fully banged Dwellie hitting off the strobe light (Yeah, yeah) Sealed 'caine, Plain Jane 'Presi, no ice (Game Time) [Verse 2: Sir Michael Rocks] Got the white gold Datejust with the jubilee band When Scully died, I wanted guns, like two in each hand I'm conflicted We picked up them sticks, we finna risk it Blood in my eyes, it's enemies in the distance Product ain't the root of the problem then I don't care much How we out in Maui while you looking for your earmuffs? Niggas get scared when the feds want a bear hug Drop it on the sc-sc-scale, mate If we both sell weight then we both doing great We ain't gotta compete, we can call it a scale-mate Bruno come with the Kel-Tec and all hell break I'm making sales off the scale phone A smart nigga keep his elbows docked in his skelbow My bag shaking at a Richter scale, bro [Outro: Sir Michael Rocks] Scaley Joel Osment Scale is commentary, you already fuckin' know