Chorus:
Dogfight
Up All Night
Wrong Or Right
The Brawl's Hype


1st verse:
Wanna provoke? watch my nose spit smoke my clothes rip like Hulk
lyrical quotes align rhymes with musical notes
is this a beautiful hoax or an atrocious reality?
i know my question has got you perplexed when
i look into your eyes and see my reflection
i'm obsessed when it comes to spittin' bowels from my jowels
i howl words like Ginsberg and swarm like owls
on field mice/ this watertight dogfight beat slaughter nightmare on your street
is real hype when I write
it feel's like laughter
like in a lab writin' on slabs of plaster
fastenin' my vocab with castors
into notepads as I'm hangin' off the rafters
half mic master half
pastor - that kicks habitual rhyme rituals
I'm a mechanical - bull ish kicker I wrote the manual on breakin' sounds down to granules
i channel my animal instinct
towards those who think their shit don't stink
I'm on the brink, nobody can stop me
from spittin' sloppy jargon/
leavin a mark in you like carbon copy
a kawasaki wheelie poppin' posse couldn't stop me
from torchin' bodies like nazi crotch in my hibatchi

chorus:
Dogfight
Up All Night
Wrong Or Right
The Brawl's Hype

2nd verse:
sixty four fights without a loss or a draw
My sharp clawed paws knock dogs to the floor
What’s more? In the annals of dogfight folklore
There are Paul Bunyanlike tales of my exploits…..
I just ran through your reality checkpoint
Exaggerated viewpoint by choice
Exponent proponent open and cogent
My art I hone it never own it past the moment
Clown dog opponents, I send hounds back to the pound
The mic I hold it, proud, my crown is golden, behold it
I astound the crowd when I put any dog down inside of three rounds
Scrounge the lost and found for the slept on sound and cold lounge, immaculate
Crackin’ whips on uninhabited islands I’m imaginin’
Diamond skies unravelin’ rhymes about climbin’ inside of the mind passionate
Rattlin’ off thoughts and not babblin’, just battlin’ dogs and my demons
Drinks are frequently needed!
I’m undefeated with my knees deep in reason
Still I heard that you were bleedin’ from the ears after my reading
Retreating armies beaten to a pulp and hung for treason

Dogfight
Up All Night
Wrong Or Right
The Brawl's Hype