Dogbeats Lyrics - Forgotten Freshness - Insane Clown Posse

Yeah what you need? 

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 then give me a large double slam and... 

Nope 

What? 

Can't do it 

Why not? 

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 huh? 

Yup 

Alright, 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 Dogbeast 

Inner City Posse and were playin for keeps 

And I know you likin' this funk 

'cause I can hear my voice commin out your trunk 

Of your ride, don't take me for a sucker 

You leavin unattended I'm a take the mutha fucker 

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's trouble 

Shootin' craps in the back of the liquar store 

And I'm hittin, and we'll keep it at that 

You out Joe? 

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 'cause 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-wow Yipy-yo Yipy-Yeah (4x) 

Street lights glearin off the windshield 

Mear coke crackers on the general wheel 

6 Pack in the back and a dousand 

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 Citty 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 

Chillen by my side 'cause 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-wow Yipy-yo Yipy-Yeah (4x) 

Inner City Posse got the Dogbeats (3x) 

Is in the house 

Waiten 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 (3x) 

Smooth plushc 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-wow Yipy-yo Yipy-Yeah (4x) 

Inner City Posse got the Dogbeats 

ICP we got the Dogbeats (4x)