Do What I Feel (feat. The Lady of Rage)

Now here's the perfect mix to let it bubble and foam

Wait these seconds then watch the microphone get blown

It's the mischievous lyrical genius on the loose

And I pack the deuce deuce of some act right juice

I'm in my own space and time

The elevation of my rhymes elevate your mind

It's a clear blue sky and a clear blue day

From a G from DPG to wear clear blue and gray

I come, I came, I am, I ain't

The **** ya wants to fuck with get peeled like paint

Bottoms up, **** give it all ya got

From the bottom to the top or get shanked, get shot

Provocative footage from this lyrical abuse transgression

From this infectious enemy they on the loose

And unstoppable Daz

My mother fuckin' **** from back in the past

Now imagine yourself in a bottomless pit

With no way you're climbing out, and this ain't the punishment

Deadly as crystal crack how should I react

With intentions to keep on mashing strap for strap

Is this my boundary from county to county

Your homies wanna try to soak me like bounty

Dogg pound gangsta all day all night

Partying like a motherfucker now all night

But a simple fact I've been wanting to serve your whole fucking crew

Now whatchu wanna do, whatchu wanna do

Load up your weapon

Slowly step and caught your homie straight slippin'

You shoulda known from the jump **** that I was trippin

I gets to bustin' you get to ducking

Dogg pound gangsta gets to dipping in the cut

My performance is enormous the way that I stayed up on 'em

I catch 'em and let 'em have it what's up with my opponents

I hold it down for the two and I'll be gunned down by no one

Forever I reign top dog number one

My rhyme is so explainable and doggs that untrainable

Uncontainable my mind's state's so strainable

I'm a DPGC for life

I do what I feel and I do what I like

I'm a DPGC for life

I do what I feel and I do what I like

I'm a DPGC for life

I'ma do what I feel and I'ma do what I like

I'm a DPGC for life

I'ma do what I feel and I'ma do what I like

I hits it like shots from the homey strap

I smoke indo and I sip cognac

Give a fuck what your name is I tell ya quick

Face to face, punk you can eat a dick

Cause you're all out of time, out of sight

Out of mind, something I wouldn't do without a nine

I got a pocket full of papers and a trunk full of beat

Mashing all through the streets rolling with some heat

I'm heated repeat it day after day

Daily survival tactics in LA

I'm on point and alert

With skills like a hunting expert fuck around and get hurt

Lurked I puts in work like a chemist

Mentally known to cause mother fucking dilemmas

See me in black and beware

It's a Dogg Pound gangsta on the loose out there

Now here's the kick off as I'm about the rip off

Rage is knocking lips off traveling like a spit ball I hit y'all

Right between the eyes smack dab in the middle

With my rhymes or my riddles, ain't got no time to fiddle

Faddle dibble dabble

Gotta rock like Fraggle

I'm hitting so hard that I'm leaving them snaggled

Like Leon Spinks this black cat's got you jinxed

Fuck around and you'll get chipped off like the Sphinx

Think about it better yet forget it

Uh play like En Vogue cause you're never gonna get it

The style the flavor the flow the soloist

Hit you in a second one, two mic checking

That's my lethal weapon like a chain and ball

I'm wreckin shop tech and glock

Not in my pocket, no need for cockin'

Gauges just flip the scripts and ripping pages rage is

The amazing trail blazing

Close shaving like Norelco you can't let go hell no

I'm that lyrical murderer

Stranded on the row with my ill type flow and uh