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"Dummy Man" lyrics


Dum dudumdum dum dum dum dum
dum dum
dum dum dudum dum dum dum dum
dum dum dum

(Chorus x2)
They call me the 'Dummy Man' (man,
man, man)
And I'm up early tryina slang my dope
(I'm the nigga with the biggest rocks)
The fiends...they get awfully mad....
(mad, mad, mad)
When they go broke on dope and it's
really soap
(My nigga you ain't never lied)

Up in the morning....and I feel like I
don't wanna be livin'
Better off dead without no
bread....have you ever felt that
feeling?
Unsatisfied, feelin' like you wanna die
When you reach into your pocket
and can't even find
Not even enough to go purchase a
dime (sack of weed)
But F**K THAT! I got 'come up' in my
blood
Cause it's the '1st of the Month'
(nigga what!)
The perfect time to come up
The only problem is: I'm broke and
ain't got no dope
But as I was standin' in my bathroom
mirror....I looked at the
soap
Shit...soap look a little like dope (you
scandalous nigga!)
Then, I chopped-chopped up me
some counterfeit amphetamines
But wait a minute.....
Wait. Wait a minute now...what if
they want to taste it?
Think quickly for cash: nigga dash to
the kitchen, get the bread
bag
Wrap that bread around some soap
Now I got the breadcrumb-dum-dum
dope
It might sound funny, but it ain't no
joke...
cause doin this shit could get a nigga
smoked, man
But F**K IT! Young nigga gotta get
them duckets
Hit the medicine cabinet for the final
touches...
Orajel for the numbness
Then I hit the corner with a handful of
breadcrumbs...
nigga got the dum-dum for ya
And the pump on approach if you say
it ain't dope,
only dealin cause I hate to be sober
Peep, 'creep on ah come up', I wait
for a fiend to roll up

And walk to the car with my hand on
my pistol,
he showed me the green, said
'Hold up...gotta get my stash'
Nigga need a 20...but I got that faded
Lovin these yum-yums, glad I made it;
I just hope this nigga don't try to taste
it!
I dropped him the dummy, he said it
was lovely
But as he pulled off, I pinned that he
put the rock up in his
mouth
(So he gon' come back for his
money!)
I pinned that he braked...he skid...
Put it in reverse and he came back
quick...
Fiend jumped out and he talkin' all
big...
This is what happened to this bit....
We beat him and finished him off, and
he never came 'round here
no more
Cause a nigga ran into yours truly:
poor, and a nigga scored
Lord forgive me but i can't remember
(the last time I ate)
Now I gots to go get me a plate, or a
bit, now I'm proper
Only spent three dollars and forty-four
cents,
nigga full, now I gotta get bent
Nigga still got sixteen dollars and fifty-
six cents...HELL YEAH!
These dum-dums got a nigga off the
hook..they got booked, took,
shook
Look: got dope but it ain't dope, so I
guess you can call me a
'crooked crook'
Hey...do you know somebody like
me?
I don't think so, cause ain't nobody I
see
Down for the crime like I'm down for
mine,
and if I gotta, nigga I cheat
(cheat)

(Chorus x2)
They call me the 'Dummy Man' (man,
man, man)
And I'm up early tryina slang my dope
(I'm the nigga with the biggest rocks)
The fiends...they get awfully mad....
(mad, mad, mad)
When they go broke on dope and it's
really soap
(My nigga you ain't never lied)

So f**k with me, I got the chops man
(chops man)
The biggest rocks up on the block
man (block man)
Say f**k with me, I got tha chops man
(the chopper, choppers)
The biggest rocks up on the block
man (block man {echo})


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