[Verse 1 - Tommy Dockerz]

So check the method, what?

Deafer than a leopard

Infect the session and I get it on the record

When you got no smoke and you got no holes to poke

I'll grab the tramadol and pop em til I overdose

I'm comatose before I black out

I got a zoot to pack out

I'll blow the back out of every hooker in the crackhouse

My dick's infected so I go to the doctor's

And he told me just to get a job

I smoked too many dockerz

My lung's hanging out

I'll be tipping out ashtrays, quit the fast way

Get the roach, shove it in

Time to get nasty

Tumbling down flights of stairs

My hands are dirtier than if I did bike repairs

Oils, harsher than royals

Hotter than the temperature my cannibutter boils

The only thing that's spoiling the session is when

I failed to enter in a nephilim while wrestling them

So check the method

[Verse 2 - The Rev]

When the situation's bad and you're all out of weed

And you're feeding and needing

And breathing trees in your fiend

All your friends gone home

Check the chrome for a bong but there's none

It feels wrong to not smoke on

It's a gutter but don't worry brother

Roll another docker pocker

Cos living with no weed is like a living horror

Broke motherfuckers with no money to borrow

Yo, lay this on the ground man

I'll pay you back tomorrow, holla

No way, why I bother is the question

But anyway back to the dock

Get the scissors to chop off the top

Get rid of the ash

[?] add a bitta baccy

And then we roll the rizlas

Capiche, bifta

Light it up, burn the twist up and lift up

Spaced out chillin

Or you'll puck smoke to the throat

Kill it straight when it free weed we're billin

[Verse 3 - Tommy Dockerz]

Cos the way I see it loads of weed is going to waste

And this way I got a docker I can blow in your face

I'm bout to piss, shit and whitey but I ain't a disgrace

Straight rolling up a docker, love the way that it taste

So check the method

Yo I got ashy fingers

I'm down to the last of the kingers

Texting everybody like 'I need some weed so ring us'

Just prank when you're outside

One bell for dank

Lifted like a dumbell, I never talk to Frank

I love the way it stank so much, I can't live without it

Might take a little break one day but I doubt it

Cos the grinder where I ground it and the memories surrounding

Got me sinking when I'm drinking man cos all I do is think about it

[Verse 4 - The Rev]

I love my dockerz roll a big roach

So when it's smoked I can fuck the hole

Damn this is a tight roll

No you can't have a toke and here you'll choke

Throat broke from the load of dockerz that I just smoked

I hope mumma never thrown the rest away again

Gettin pissy like I'm drinkin on me heineken

In the jam with the fuckin crown with the dockerz

Real dirty fuckers

Dockerz locked in lockers got the young uns with the choppers

Check the method