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313000 - promatic lyrics

[intro: rudy ray moore]
sicknotes and promatic
this is me: the bad bad dolemite
so i want you to put your weight on it with this great rap group
’cause they’re out of sight
keep your weight on it and keep it real
dolemite out

[dogmatic]
when i opened up my mouth and said “313”
i was on some real sh*t, you know?
i was on some come together sh*t
but these new n*ggas, they turning this sh*t into something else
now i’m back, actually never left
but i’m gonna set this sh*t straight
i spent 10 long years

[verse 1: dogmatic]
now who took detroit and turned it into digits (me!)
socked down mc’s and turned them into midgets (me)
worked my way up through the ranks topped of the gritty
i took over the city, all you rap n*ggas are sh*tty (get out of here)
with your gators on, how the f*ck you gon’ run
if i whip out this thang and start dunking on you son?
i started with the crumbs now i’m eating the cake
we making moves dude, we don’t f*ck with the fake
all you fast, rocking, lace up under your jeans
i got a scheme to remove your brains with the [?] beam
for filling all my dreams on tours and things
no more selling weed to buy my son a swing
you like it when i bling but i don’t care for chains
spent my money on them thangs to cause bloodstains
i know you think it’s strange but my life was pain
started at the bottom with the top to gain, my name is
[chorus x2: dogmatic]
d*o*g*m*a*t*i*c
the true originator of the 313
the used to call him k*s*t*o*n*e
now he’s back for his crown in the d*e*t

[verse 2: dogmatic]
ayo check for me, i’m like a monument
got no respect for me after all this time i spent?
man i’ll smack the sh*t out of your whole d*mn clique
you’re swimming in my spit, sperm and [?]
gave birth to your language and the mic you kiss
give a f*ck about your record deal, dude this real
before people was popping pills, i had sk!lls
rocking sh*t around the world with [?]
sh*t i’m rapping for a mil’, how ’bout you?
all these paper hatin’ punks gon’ do what they do
i’m younger than kilpatrick and running the d too
dawg, y’all all my kids is stuck like me
even underground, on top of the ground, it’s all true
they buy and sell n*ggas like they copping a brew
and i saturate the game like heroin do
it’s that “313000” for you

[chorus x2: dogmatic]
d*o*g*m*a*t*i*c
the true originator of the 313
the used to call him k*s*t*o*n*e
now he’s back for his crown in the d*e*t
[verse 3: dogmatic]
now me and shaun got diamonds on
i’m higher than a b*tch off of vicodin
i paid mad dues, i don’t bite my tongue
you can close your ears, stand still, fight or run n*gga
it’s nowhere you can hide from under the sun
kevin’s putting mc’s under the gun
with detroit, michigan under his thumbs
if it really is a king n*gga crown me one
if anyone disputes that, come get some
get it how you want it n*gga, smart or dumb
take it how you want to take it, haters is dumb
dogmatic’s claiming it today on this song
i’m the first n*gga to yell “313”
in the club on wax and deep in the streets
so that sh*t that y’all doing, i don’t care to repeat
[?], i don’t care to repeat n*gga

[chorus x2: dogmatic]
d*o*g*m*a*t*i*c
the true originator of the 313
the used to call him k*s*t*o*n*e
now he’s back for his crown in the d*e*t

[outro]
sicknotes
dogmatic
we the future
k*stone rest in peace
check for me though
it’s the ‘matic

- promatic lyrics

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