Insane Clown Posse (ICP)



Dog Beats

No fries

Excuse me?

No fries man

Oh, well bust be out then

All right then give me a large double slam and...

Nope

What?

Can't do it

Why not?

No meat?

No meat

Man, damn... all right then, I'll take a salad then

Better grow yourself one

What's that?

We aint got no damn salad man

Ah, well then what the hell do you have?

We got the Dogbeats

Oh yeah the Dogbeats huh?

Yup All right, then I'll take an order of that to go then



Inner City Posse's got the Dogbeats

ICP we got the Dogbeats

No you don't stop with the funk from the old days

Start on your head as the beat plays

Yo, the ICP has got the Dogbeats

Inner City Posse and were playin for keeps

And I know you likin' this funk

Cuz I can hear my voice commin out the trunk

Of your ride, don't take me for a sucker

You leavin untended I'm a take the mutha 2 to the D to the o-p-e

Hittin 03 with the ICP

I like bass, treble, and the temp stuff

Throw kick it in the back of a Seventies Bus

With that 40-O Or that Straw Bull

Shootin' craps in the back of the liquor store

And I'm hittin, and we'll keep it at that

You out Joe? No, I'm too dope for that

Rollin and I'm headin for the Clark Park

Just finished shootin 8 with the dark shark

Seen the freak with the bright white tank top

Keep rollin cuz I know I'll see my bank drop

Homeboy if you wanna keep your riches

Stay the hell away from them more money

From the truck to the bukers to the jeeps

The ICP has got the Dogbeats

Bow-wow-wow

Yipy-yo

Yipy-yeah

Bow-wow-wow

Yipy-yo

Yipy-Yeah (4x)

Street lights glearin off the windshield

Mear coke crackers on the general wheel

6 Pack in the back and I'm dosin

Keep the sounds up find skate 1 thousand

2 Dope gotta keep his own style

Home made kicken box 4 tendance

Posse P make the whole car hop

When we let the bass drop

Inner City Posse's got the bad rep

Like my man on the cruches took a big step

And I can't stand the neighborhood menace

So I swell his chin like Rocky Denise

Bass in the car somethin stacks

I now hear me roamin them Pontiacs

Everyone's brittle when the bass rocks

So I got a little somethin in the glovebox

Long black hair with the white rag

40 cent Faygo in a brown bag

Jump Steady, Rude Boy, and Nate The Mack

Chillen by my side cuz my Posse's stacked

I know I'm gettin famous just think for a minute

Stole the car radio and my tape was in it

Sounds bringin life to the streets

The ICP got the Dogbeats

Bow-wow-wow

Yipy-yo

Yipy-yeah

Bow-wow-wow

Yipy-yo

Yipy-Yeah (4x)

Inner City Posse got the Dogbeats (hit it)(3x)

Is in the house

Waitin at the light as my bass thumps

And I'm gettin jocked by these local chumps

They point, they wave, they stare, they look

I been jocked so hard I could write a book

Violent J down with the pimp daddy's (3x)

Smooth plush rides in the velvet caddie's

All the way live down Jefferson

Inner City Posse's got the best of them

When the tape and your system meet

ICP has got the Dogbeats

Bow-wow-wow

Yipy-yo

Yipy-yeah

Bow-wow-wow

Yipy-yo

Yipy-Yeah (4x)

Inner City Posse got the Dogbeats

ICP we got the

Dogbeats (4x)