A nice hot fresh home made loaf of yeast infection bread."

My bag's gettin heavy so I rest on the curb
And riding on his bike her comes little Larry Shurb
I snuck up behind him and kicked him off his seat
I punched him in the neck, and power bombed him in the street

Now my bag of candy has doubled in size
Up to the next house for my scary prize
I'm like trick-or-treat, trick treat tricky dick
he opened up his door slapped my lips and didn't give me shit

Rock through his window and ran across the street
To the Dayton Mansion I'm in for a treat
I dinged on the dong, and here comes the butler
A big gumpy tall ass lurch lookin ma'fucka

I said "Hello Mr. is there somethin for my sack?"
He reached in his pocket but I think he hurt his back
It's taking him an hour, my bag is open ready

But then he finally dropped it in my sack, a fuckin penny

The next house is abandonded so forget it
But wait a minute, I think somebody's livin in it
I ran up to the door "Trick-or-treat, you can't hide"
It was a crackhead, he crawled in my bag and died

The next house is mine the last on the block
My mother's sitting on the porch shinning up hr glock
I climbed on the roof with my brother Jump Steady
And we yelled "HAPPY HALLOWEEN AND CLOWN LOVE!" to the whole city

[Chorus til fade]

"Dogbeats"

Yeah what you need?
Yeah let me get a large order of fries and uh
No fries
Excuse me?
No fries man
Oh, well must be out then
Alright then give me a large double slam and...
Nope
What?
Can't do it
Why not?
No meat?
No meat man damn
Alright then, I'll take a salad then
Better grow yourself one
Whats 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

Alright, 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 Dogbeast
Inner City Posse and were playin for keeps
And I know you likin' this funk
Cuz I can hear my voice commin out your trunk
Of your ride, don't take me for a sucker
You leavin unattended I'm a take the mutha fucker

2 to the D to the o-p-e
Hittin 03 with the ICP
I like bass, treble, and the test up
Throw kick it in the back of a Sector Bus
With that 40-O, or thats trouble
Shootin' craps in the back of the liquar store
And I'm hittin, and we'll keep it at that
You out Joe?

Nope, 2 Dope at 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 want to keep your riches
Stay the hell away from them more money
From the truck to the bikers 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 a dousand
Keep the sounds up find skate 1 thousand

2 Dope gotta keep his own style
Home made kicken box 4 tendance Posse
ICP make the whole car hop

When we let the bass drop

Inner Citty 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 Denice
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 [3x]
Is in the house

Waiten 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 plushc rides in the velvet caddy's

All the way live down Jefferson
Inner City Posse's got the best of them
With a tape and your system beat
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]

"Mental Warp"

Staring at the ceiling, the roof has a face
It's telling me I don't belong with the human race
He's askin me to join him, in eternal sleep
I give him my soul, my body he can keep
Reaching just above me , I see my pillow's there
But yet I have no head, my head is on the chair
I'm staing at my body, I look as if I'm weak
So give me back my soul, my body you can keep

Sitting on my lawn, tt's just before dawn
I listen to the screaming, another life is gone
I'm playing with the children, children of the dead
My mother say's their evil, my daddy he gives a shit

Their eyeballs are bloody, their skin is ever pale
Their askin me to follow, I shall, I shall
They dress me as a clown, I'm screamin as a loon
We dance upon the cemetery, underneath the moon
Here I come there I go, I'm a night walker
I'm starin at you sleepin through your window like a stalker
I'm taping on the glass, I lick it with my tongue
I notice that the house is vacant, I'm starin at no one
I must of fell asleep, I woke up on the floor
Underneath the carpet, underneath the boards
I'm gaged with a dead rat, I lay for many weeks

The rat comes back to life, and is chewing on my cheeks

Mental Warp
My brain is gone, my brain is gone
say no more my brain is gone [4x]

Coming is my helper, tangling my brain
Somethings wery wrong I can't describe this pain
I'm calling for my mother, I'm crawling up the stairs
My mothers laughing at me, and she's been dead for years
I'm falling down the stair case, tumble to the floor
I land up in the attic, next to the cellar door
I'm play with the pigons, they tell me many lies
They tell me I'll have wings if I let them peck my eyes

I hear a womans voice calling from the dirt
I plat my little seed, and slowly she will spurt
And now she is a tree, I hear the heart pound
I take her in my arems, and we make love to the sound
The wind is my ebony blowing evil thoughts
Carrying the demons soring with the hearts
I put it in my body, the wind will bring the rain
Only lay it's demon egg, deep inside my brain
They're calling me a killer, I can't say that I'm not
My daddy's tried to kill me ever since I was a tot
By poisoning my bottle, I feed it to my friend
Cuz if he dies my buddy our friendship will never end
I'm sitting with the darkness, talking to the dark
It's singing lullabies, and stringing on the harp
I notice that the floor is warm and rather sick

It's cuz I'm sitting in my stomach

Mental Warp
My brain is gone, my brain is gone
say no more my brain is gone [8x]