The Lone Wolf Theory (feat. King Sho & P-Batters)

Reporting to you live Stepping to the mic like I do normally of course it be B.D.U.B representing Raleigh-Durham what up Bull City what up know how we do Coming to you live fam Putting it down always Representing City Live They ain't ready (uh huh) They ain't ready (uh huh) They ain't ready check it Too fly to intervene well then step to the guillotine You're like a philistine (Torture) Let me hear him scream You ain't got no dog in this gun fight (None) 34 days since seeing sunlight (My eyes) You want to hate on the Dub I know that son tight You ain't got the focus you ain't omnipotent So how in the hell you gone stop this locomotive (I don't know) Please give me some space to crush your inner orbit I'm back feeling remorseless blacking out then whatever happens blame the voices You come fake best avoid this to against the Live is on a list of bad choices (Survey Says) I speak for the voiceless a penny for my thoughts buy a fleet of Rolls Royces (Cha-Ching) Chop the head off your horseman peel your avocado go sleepy off a hollow sucka Task Suffering Eyes look glassy buffering This where all the tough talk turns to chucklin But I ain't shuckin no jivin turkey ya heard me Negative two fucks given word play worthy That's why the people preferred me Trying to get filthy rich so I can clean up the dirty You can take a hitta out the hood but you should know the rest The real problems is the ones that conducting the test Reconstructing the flesh deep discussion with stress While readjusting the debts private functions a lot press The more money I press the more money I can process See its process to progress money process You ever live with killers what about with dealers Keep it realer than the pretenders and f*ck niggas Tuck figures buck triggers some niggas got automatic drive I just realized that they clutch quicker Pull up on a nigga make him screech tires We get it popping like trout in the deep fryer You on light bread I've been about them Bucks like Michael Redd Scheme and get a buckshot upside your head I Bomaye them in a tomb I lay em This been going on for years some assume decaying Flesh rotting they knowing the best got em Spot em like barbells over they neck when I drop them Blowing kush all day mouth never get cotton Yeah stay with a flow like a chick that stay spotting Yo we can with a doctrine to keep the cheddy popping Cook work or hit the booth forever ready rocking One eye on the scope like I'm Fetty Waping Yeah I been at the door but I'm no longer knocking French kiss the pinky ring keep the name in your mouth Till your having wet dreams, nigga