Released on October 21, 2025

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[Intro: D.O.V]

D.O.V! Gambit Ramsay motherfucker! Hella Treez! Reel Wolf! What what? What? Yo!


[Verse 1: D.O.V]

If you really wanna get down you ain't gotta skip town

Come around, get your ass stomped in the ground

I'm temperamental, John Wick with a pencil

I write a story on your life but it ain't suspenseful

Uneventful, lackluster, wack suckers, jealousy's a motherfucker, better stay in your lane

Before you wind up missing with a whole in your brain

I line 'em up, diss 'em, light their souls up in flames

I got rhymes line landmines to blow you away

Yo, somebody tell me why these birds sing so gay

I know you wish the sun could always stay

But when I come around, it's black clouds and dark-ass days

Life is pain, it's about to get worse

Because you can't feel shit layin' up in a hearse

Just another waste of space gettin' covered in dirt

There's a certain kind of pleasure for inflictin' the hurt

And I love it!


[Chorus: Seen B]

Line after line and dose after dose

Come for your mind with the villainous host

From rhyme to rhyme and coast to coast

Hella Treez and Reel Wolf will leave you comatose

Line after line and dose after dose

Come for your mind with the villainous host

From rhyme to rhyme and coast to coast

Hella Treez and Reel Wolf will leave you comatose


[Verse 2: Gambit Ramsay]

And on today's episode of Pass The Fuckin' Mic

I splash any trash-ass rappers who think they something nice

Manhandle mics, get to it and do it pronto

The underground been askin' 'bout the man from Toronto

Exactly one year to the day you didn't know me

Now you catch me runnin' with The Wolfpack like I was Mowgli

In the jungle eatin' beats and MCs for breakfast

No pity for pitiful rhymes, I am relentless

Listen, let me cut right to it, fuck the minutia

You ain't fucking with the Average Joe, I pull bazookas

On the track and react in the scale of split seconds

Surrounded by sick motherfuckers, I am legend

Back by unpopular demand like goddamn

This motherfucker always grabs mics with a strong hand

It's time to bring some food home for The Wolfpack

Insane when I start to inflame, then engulf that