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dirtiest grimiest - promatic lyrics

[intro: dogmatic]
dirty dirty
dirty dirty, dirty

[verse 1: dogmatic]
it’s fo’ shizzle my nizzle put this thang to your gristle
it’s the dogmizzle, ‘matic n*gga i’m a k!lla
bust your homeboys brain out through a pillow
for snitching through the hood like a chicken mouthe hizzo
i’m fo’ real when i tell you not to come around a [?]
tryna be a hero, cut you to a zero
so what if i’m a weirdo, smashing all the mirrors?
tired looking at what everyone think is iller
tired at looking at my temple pressed to this thriller
tired of looking at what everyone wanna get rid of
it’s the truth, i’m like the dirt on your sneakers
the dirtiest, grimiest, hi nice to meet ya!
find a way to beat ya if you’re caught slipping
i’ll ramble through your purse then kevin’s dipping
if you turn your head i’ll steal a piece of chicken
if you turn your head then i’m hit*l!cking
sh*t i’m hungry and they don’t make cuffs to put on
i’ll drown your punk ass in a puddle when it’s stormy
take a fake rapper and drag his ass through the hallway
beat on every gang in the streets treat ’em all g*y
[chorus x2: proof]
the dirtiest, grimiest
nastyiest kinda sh*t
doggishness, no silencing this
crashing with promaticness

[verse 2: dogmatic]
i’m dirty, making these pot holes when i walk
making these lames walk with a limp when they sh*t*talk
make yo’ feet skip from bullet fragments when it spark
rip apart your heart, don’t make the ‘matic start
i’m sick with the art, it’s like i swallowed poison darts
that’s got me coughin up sh*t more funkier than farts
fans y’all don’t understand what this mans been through
“f*ck you” please excuse me if i offend you
my tongue is like a ginsu that cuts with the truth
my brain is the computer that records ghetto youth
yo it’s grimy, a thousand highschool dropouts behind me
pop you and hop the fence, police can’t find me (where’d they go)
dirty like [?] and buckwheat put together
a dirty ass slushy in this detroit weather
you’re whack as grandma for knitting a turtleneck sweater
man f*ck this earth, i’m thinking that h*ll could be better!
if i smoke the devil and take on hades forver
recruit the real n*ggas, execute all of them devils
can i switch levels and come from underground to the surface?
there’s nothing that you can do to hurt this
so step back and take it like a man
i’m the hottest sh*t to hit the streets since gans
bringing real life back to the game, watch this!
grimy ass n*ggas off the mild getting ripped
[pre chorus x4: dogmatic]
we so dirty [?]
we so dirty, so dirty

[over pre chorus]
sicknoted mothef*cker
this is f*cking grimy, you know what i’m saying?
f*cking with them dozen n*ggas (my n*ggas)
obie trice, my mountain climbaz n*ggas
raw collection, we just dirty
sicknotes, pep, witt
we taking over in the new millenium
f*cking, dirty, grimy
as dirty as we wanna be
as grimy as we wanna be
we are, we are

[chorus x2: proof]
the dirtiest, grimiest
nastyiest kinda sh*t
doggishness, no silencing this
crashing with promaticness

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