[Intro: Rudy Ray Moore]

Sicknotes and Promatic

This is me: The Bad Bad Dolemite

So I want you to put your weight on it with this great rap group

'Cause they're out of sight

Keep your weight on it and keep it real

Dolemite out

[Dogmatic]

When I opened up my mouth and said "313"

I was on some real shit, you know?

I was on some come together shit

But these new niggas, they turning this shit into something else

Now I'm back, actually never left

But I'm gonna set this shit straight

I spent 10 long years

[Verse 1: Dogmatic]

Now who took Detroit and turned it into digits (ME!)

Socked down MC's and turned them into midgets (Me)

Worked my way up through the ranks topped of the gritty

I took over the city, all you rap niggas are shitty (Get out of here)

With your gators on, how the fuck you gon' run

If I whip out this thang and start dunking on you son?

I started with the crumbs now I'm eating the cake

We making moves dude, we don't fuck with the fake

All you fast, rocking, lace up under your jeans

I got a scheme to remove your brains with the [?] beam

For filling all my dreams on tours and things

No more selling weed to buy my son a swing

You like it when I bling but I don't care for chains

Spent my money on them thangs to cause bloodstains

I know you think it's strange but my life was pain

Started at the bottom with the top to gain, my name is

[Chorus x2: Dogmatic]

D-O-G-M-A-T-I-C

The true originator of the 313

The used to call him K-S-T-O-N-E

Now he's back for his crown in the D-E-T

[Verse 2: Dogmatic]

Ayo check for me, I'm like a monument

Got no respect for me after all this time I spent?

Man I'll smack the shit out of your whole damn clique

You're swimming in my spit, sperm and [?]

Gave birth to your language and the mic you kiss

Give a fuck about your record deal, dude this real

Before people was popping pills, I had skills

Rocking shit around the world with [?]

Shit I'm rapping for a mil', how 'bout you?

All these paper hatin' punks gon' do what they do

I'm younger than Kilpatrick and running the D too

Dawg, y'all all my kids is stuck like me

Even underground, on top of the ground, it's all true

They buy and sell niggas like they copping a brew

And I saturate the game like heroin do

It's that "313000" for you

[Chorus x2: Dogmatic]

D-O-G-M-A-T-I-C

The true originator of the 313

The used to call him K-S-T-O-N-E

Now he's back for his crown in the D-E-T

[Verse 3: Dogmatic]

Now me and Shaun got diamonds on

I'm higher than a bitch off of Vicodin

I paid mad dues, I don't bite my tongue

You can close your ears, stand still, fight or run nigga

It's nowhere you can hide from under the sun

Kevin's putting MC's under the gun

With Detroit, Michigan under his thumbs

If it really is a king nigga crown me one

If anyone disputes that, come get some (Nigga)

Get it how you want it nigga, smart or dumb

Take it how you want to take it, haters is dumb

Dogmatic's claiming it today on this song

I'm the first nigga to yell "313"

In the club on wax and deep in the streets

So that shit that y'all doing, I don't care to repeat

[?], I don't care to repeat nigga

[Chorus x2: Dogmatic]

D-O-G-M-A-T-I-C

The true originator of the 313

The used to call him K-S-T-O-N-E

Now he's back for his crown in the D-E-T

[Outro]

Sicknotes

Dogmatic

We the future

K-Stone rest in peace

Check for me though

It's the 'Matic