[Verse 1]

Don't be telling me how to do this shit 'cause I got this

"I ain't giving the people what they want", man that's nonsense

Niggas putting voices up in my head like my conscience

You ain't got no clue who this singer be, man I'm Hopsin

I don't put this shit out just so you bozos could dock it

Your shit will never match up to none of mine when I drop it

Why don't you put your pen and pad away and just stop it

You do whatever the fuck you do and I'll do my shit

I don't even care if somebody said you was tight

'Cause I know you can't do half the shit I do on the mic

And I don't do you what you niggas want, I do what I like

You keep on bumping yours I'll be thinking you wanna fight

Niggas steady hatin' and fakin' like they be straight with me really they breakin' me, playin' me just like a Gameboy

They think the better than me telling me I'm going to succeed then they go and throw some dirt on my name, boy

[Chorus]

Somebody get this dog, man, he tryna fight me

He don't wanna see me do my thing on the mic (Thing on the mic)

'Cause I bring the pain on the mic (Pain on the mic)

Now whose dog? (Ah) Whose dog, ah

Whose dog is that? *Barks* Whose dog is that? *Barks*

Man, whose dog is that? *Barks*

Somebody better put a chain on his ass, man

[Verse 2]

I'm a genius up on the mic when I spit flows

I may be a retarded nigga but I'm sick though

Still the same small lid nigga with the big nose

Think you can hang with the pros, man get yo

You want to go running mouth because the kid's hot

You should just go out and find something other than hip-hop

I'm just trying to do what I do I'm not trying to get shot

Niggas always hating and making me fucking flip, ahh

I told you over and over that I don't like you

Then niggas want to wonder why I turned into a psycho

All this shit has got me feeling like I'm suicidal

You think I'm stupid you'll be surprised at the shit that I know

And I'm so wicked when I'm kickin' and spittin' shit that I'll be off of the motherfucking hizook

Hopsin is rockin' and droppin' shit all the time and if you don't believe him, go take a lizook

[Chorus]

Somebody get this dog, man, he tryna fight me

He don't wanna see me do my thing on the mic (Thing on the mic)

'Cause I bring the pain on the mic (Pain on the mic)

Now whose dog? (Ah) Whose dog, ah

Whose dog is that? *Barks* Whose dog is that? *Barks*

Man, whose dog is that? *Barks*

Somebody better put a chain on his ass, man

[Verse 3]

Nigga, get the dog, niggas have to go and make me angry

I'm pretty sane but I may seem crazy

Ain't no way in hell I'll let these fake Gs bait me

I'm a straight monster, somebody please save me

A lot of you rappers coming up with that fake shit

I'm here to put an end to it nigga so face it

I haul my black ass up 'cause I'm ain't going to take this

I'm on some other type shit while y'all still on the basics

Hop's got it locked and ain't nobody stoppin' him

All these sick kicks that I'm bluffin' I got a lot of 'em

Feel free to call my name if you got a problem

Or put your fucking hands up if you wanna rock with 'em

Somebody better take control of this dog

Before I cock something back and put a hole in this dog

A hole in the stone, leave his ass cold on the floor

Man this dog don't know who he fucking with yo

[Chorus]

Somebody get this dog, man, he tryna fight me

He don't wanna see me do my thing on the mic (Thing on the mic)

'Cause I bring the pain on the mic (Pain on the mic)

Now whose dog? (Ah) Whose dog, ah

Whose dog is that? *Barks* Whose dog is that? *Barks*

Man, whose dog is that? *Barks*

Somebody better put a chain on his ass, man