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