Dr. Know

By O.C.

On Bon Appetit

Released on April 24, 2001

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[Verse 1]

It's Wildlife all day everyday

Check the resume, from NYC

Reppin the 5 boroughs, check my style on soil (Mista)

Won't change my attitude

Wherever I touch down be homebase for Mush, nigga

Every two years I pull out the lot with a brand new whip like what

Say somethin now, stupid, think of violatin me?

(You gotta deal with my GD niggas)

Yeah, hop on the walkie

Notify my mans that it's about to get so for real

Dog, your looks don't kill

You wanna eat my food, my plate's right here

(Eat it up, nigga)

Yeah, justify your means with the ends

But make sure I'm never comin back

How 'bout that

Mush

I, must I show you properly how thee should die?

Huh? Drastic measures

(Yo, that's my pleasure)

My mindstate's with whatever that's fittin the mood


[Chorus]

Here's a warnin for y'all

I, yeah, what's that?

Huh? What? Calm yourself

Don't get beside yourself

Who? They not ready

Cut the nonsense, dead that

Must I show you properly?

Yeah, I said that

Wound you receive, I bled that

Like the seven and a half moon crescent I'm exact

Actual fact, right and exact

Dr. Know


[Verse 2]

Yeah, Mush

To floss or not to floss is the question

Hehe, by any means

Me and my mans gon' shine

Burn bright till the lights go dim

Aiyo, ask me again

Better yet, I'ma tell it just so ya understand, hops

Watch, plot

Get the larceny out your heart

Cause what you start I'ma finsih with a .44

Dispose of the shells in the sewer

As I maneuver the 4.6 cross town

All black (Wheels chrome) Windows tinted

Shit look pretty in the night time

Baseball cap low, low profile move

(Fuck out the way) when I come through

Raise up, it's my way or the highway

Slip somethin in your drink to make your pupils dilate


[Chorus]

Here's a warnin for y'all

I, yeah, what's that?

Huh? What? Calm yourself

Don't get beside yourself

Who? They not ready

Cut the nonsense, dead that


[Verse 3]

Yo, your paper's no match for mines

(Tally up mufuckas)

Whether corrupt or legal

My sinister mindstate be like Dr. Know

How would you know

The IQ's above the norm of the average thug, y'all

(I'm bigger than drugs, nigga)

I be quick to sacrifice my wife and kids

Like the devil himself (Sosa) No lie

O keep the learjet on standby

Stocked up with nuff licks and nuff lye

Damn if you do (Come test Sir Fly, I)

Can't even imagine that in my mind's eye

A hundred percent deep inside your area

Wherever I go I roll

Protected like the pope minus the hat and the cloth

(Don't) Just leave it alone

Fuckin with us is suicide

(W)-i-(l)-d-life, we ride on


[Chorus]

Here's a warnin for y'all

I, yeah, what's that?

Huh? What? Calm yourself

Don't get beside yourself

Who? They not ready

Cut the nonsense, dead that

Must I show you properly?

Yeah, I said that

Wound you receive, I bled that

Like the seven and a half moon crescent I'm exact

Actual fact, right and exact

Dr. Know