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Dr. Know
89
East Coast Rap
Dr. Know was released on July 10, 2001 by Omar Credle Music as a part of the album Bon Appetit
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Release DateJuly 10, 2001
LabelOmar Credle Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM93

Credits

Lyrics

It's Wildlife all day everyday
Check the resume, from NYC
Reppin the 5 boroughs, check my style on soil (Mista)
Won't change my attitude
Wherever I touch down be homebase for Mush, ****
Every two years I pull out the lot with a brand new whip like what
Say somethin now, stupid, think of violatin me?
(You gotta deal with my GD ****)
Yeah, hop on the walkie
Notify my mans that it's about to get so for real
Dog, your looks don't kill
You wanna eat my food, my plate's right here
(Eat it up, ****)
Yeah, justify your means with the ends
But make sure I'm never comin back
How 'bout that
Mush
I, must I show you properly how thee should die?
Huh? Drastic measures
(Yo, that's my pleasure)
My mindstate's with whatever that's fittin the mood
Here's a warnin for y'all
I, yeah, what's that?
Huh? What? Calm yourself
Don't get beside yourself
Who? They not ready
Cut the nonsense, dead that
Must I show you properly?
Yeah, I said that
Wound you receive, I bled that
Like the seven and a half moon crescent I'm exact
Actual fact, right and exact
Dr. Know
Yeah, Mush
To floss or not to floss is the question
Hehe, by any means
Me and my mans gon' shine
Burn bright till the lights go dim
Aiyo, ask me again
Better yet, I'ma tell it just so ya understand, hops
Watch, plot
Get the larceny out your heart
Cause what you start I'ma finsih with a .44
Dispose of the shells in the sewer
As I maneuver the 4.6 cross town
All black (Wheels chrome) Windows tinted
Shit look pretty in the night time
Baseball cap low, low profile move
(Fuck out the way) when I come through
Raise up, it's my way or the highway
Slip somethin in your drink to make your pupils dilate
Here's a warnin for y'all
I, yeah, what's that?
Huh? What? Calm yourself
Don't get beside yourself
Who? They not ready
Cut the nonsense, dead that
Yo, your paper's no match for mines
(Tally up mufuckas)
Whether corrupt or legal
My sinister mindstate be like Dr. Know
How would you know
The IQ's above the norm of the average thug, y'all
(I'm bigger than drugs, ****)
I be quick to sacrifice my wife and kids
Like the devil himself (Sosa) No lie
O keep the learjet on standby
Stocked up with nuff licks and nuff lye
Damn if you do (Come test Sir Fly, I)
Can't even imagine that in my mind's eye
A hundred percent deep inside your area
Wherever I go I roll
Protected like the pope minus the hat and the cloth
(Don't) Just leave it alone
Fuckin with us is suicide
(W)-i-(l)-d-life, we ride on
Here's a warnin for y'all
I, yeah, what's that?
Huh? What? Calm yourself
Don't get beside yourself
Who? They not ready
Cut the nonsense, dead that
Must I show you properly?
Yeah, I said that
Wound you receive, I bled that
Like the seven and a half moon crescent I'm exact
Actual fact, right and exact
Dr. Know
Written by: OC
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