Contra-Banned - Dope D.O.D.

Contraband

Meaning: goods that have been imported or exported illegally

Synonyms: smuggle, black market, bootleg or under-the-counter

This is that illegal dope shit we’ve been banned for

Click click, picture records

Selfie stick, filter of course

Healthy choice, fix a divorce

Donkey kick, bitch I’m the horse

Piss on the walls of the court house

Wooh wooh wooh, let the dogs out

Fallout, blackout, call out war

Shit you never heard before

What’s more we taking this shit to ridiculous heights

And I’m never a quitter, I fight for my life

You can call me whatever, I do what I like

(But you can’t talk no more) when you head is on ice

See, my mind not quite right

Been dealing with the devil all my life

Now I’ma stay a rebel till the day that I die

I knock you out clean 'fore the day that I die

Wasteline with the Persian plates

Spread it like a vermin plane

Turn the page, early stage

Safe to say we got a murder case

Yeah, turn to steak, oh scorpion

Now I’ma burn your face, earn your place

You gon' learn one way

Words like a dagger stabbin' the way

better get out the way

Cage then, casing around

What’s that sound?

T-Rex shakin' the ground

Taking them out real steady

Goons in the back still ready

Yo, fetch my machete, swinging and singing

And jelly

My niggas is sinning like Ed, Edd 'n Eddy

Looking for Gucci got niggas as petty

I’m looking for beasts that are heavy like shit

This is half for the radio, this is not for your baby, bro

Keep your rewards and your late-night show

Stick it where the sun don’t shine, bitch

This is half for the radio, this is not for your baby, bro

Keep your rewards and your late-night show

I’ma keep it real till I die, bitch

It’s all bullshit, folks

It’s all bullshit and it’s bad for you

Now, you wouldn’t know it

The radio can suck my dick

They ain’t givin' us stayin' on playin' on tracks

Like we ain’t got a bunch of hits

If you ain’t givin' me a pass, I don’t give a rat’s ass

They judge the book 'cause we ain’t on the same page

Fuck yo plugs, still on the main stage

Came with a bag full of contraband

D.O.D.

Army across the land

We across the globe, we lost the hope

Your mission is impossible, stop the noble

Walkin' like the maffia, we cock and load

And rushin' like a razzia we trap 'em all

It’s time for a new age, new ways written, niggas

Like a true faith, born to do

with a full break

We got a noose for your neck (Saddam Hussein)

We came, we saw, we conquered

Insane, no accent in concert

As we take control, true to the game

You know the name, that’s why

This is not for the radio