Be Your Dog

[Ryu:]
 Hmmm.
 Ya, It's Megadef
 What you know bout Chepshots
 Ya (Ya), Yo (Yo)
 What you know about Tak (Tak)
 What you know about Ryu (Faggot)
 What You know about this huh (ahhhhh)
 [Tak:]
 Another half ass hit out now
 We used to chill till the mother f (Screech) did our style
 It's kinda funny how
 You and your friends of small towns
 Act like got something big, to drawn down, silly
 Prolly confuse serve it up to shock
 Cause when you rhyme you sound like bolt combust combine
 Don't act like you don't know
 You and your crew couldn't hold it down solo
 Your full of poop, so I'm a scoop the fecies and put it in a pamper
 Let it drag and any time you call I won't answer
 Won't get a cab and ride for free
 You a little kitten that shouldn't of climbed the tree
 Now your stuck with the truth, till we dig up the bones
 I feel pregnant, birth to my visible clones
 So for nine months I'm back rap, watch them grow
 With your back pack clown you sound sloppy though, c'mon
 [Chorus:]
 Now I Wanna Be You Dog
 Now I Wanna Be You Dog
 Now I Wanna Be You Dog
 Now I Wanna Be You Dog
 [Ryu:]
 Listen Up Faggot! (Ahhhhhhhhh!)
 Knock, knock come off the damn platinum
 Stab back and drop the plaque, pop, pop
 So cock the magnum
 Walk, walk blow shots off at random
 While you with Tak
 We don't stop the anthem, get my flow back
 Low jack, phone tap punk the Pink Panther
 Give me a sol clap, click clack, rip that
 Snap necks quicker then Kit-Kats
 Knick-Knack paddy whack pistol whip, pump the jams up
 Wild west SOB's shit's bonanza
 Who the fuck wants it
 Spits guitar picks
 Slit you neck with a Bic razor across it, uh
 Knock the bitch lead singer unconscious
 No pets, so don't step, watch the dog shit
 [Chorus:]
 Now I Wanna Be You Dog
 Now I Wanna Be You Dog
 Now I Wanna Be You Dog
 Now I Wanna Be You Dog
 [Tak:]
 Signed a bad deal with a weak video
 Maybe if I asked then I wouldn't need serial
 Wouldn't have to beg anybody for shit
 Specially to play me like I'm some kind of a bitch
 Every other day people just want to swallow my spit
 Like I'm a plunger just lunge into the domino kits
 And promoters with the fat heads
 You and your chick friends
 You don't even know what rap is, you trippin'
 47 boots on the chin and I'm marquee
 Any niggers heads spinnin' words out of my three
 Hardiness skill, I'll be a thrill, something that ain't real it's obvious still
 So for the hell of it we dropped another album
 Shock every freak, artificial intelligence
 From popped pills get the mag-in-um click
 Reload if necessary just to handle the kick, bitch
 [Chorus:]
 Now I Wanna Be You Dog
 Now I Wanna Be You Dog
 Now I Wanna Be You Dog
 Now I Wanna Be You Dog
 Now I wanna be your hip-hop nerd