Ice C.R.E.A.M. Bundy - Dope Shit²

1st verse:
It all started when i was but a boy
The urge / the search / for words
Speakers blasting, neighbors all annoyed
Their nerves / at first / my verses
Sucked, man, if only i could deploy
My courage / emerge / from dirt
Don't give up, dog, gonna find my voice
Allured / endure / the burden
Gon' get lighter but i gots to bring the noise
Disturb / ing hers / and yers
Peace, man, boys will be boys
For sure / never / mature
Ever since i had a taste, haven't had a choice
The thirst's / my curse
And my blessing, this here brings me joy
The urge / the search / for words
Verbal acrobatics / turned into a fanatic
Discourage? i won't have it / i'd rather be burning down the attic
To get a clean slate / start from scratch / keep faith / with myself
Pen and pad / beat plays / nothing else
Get in that / deep phase / you can tell
I left this realm / but 'll be back to helm
And all them spectators yelling

Hook:
He got that dope shit!
Keep up that dope shit!
He got that dope shit!
Bundy got that dope shit!
He got that dope shit!
Keep up that dope shit!
He got that dope shit!
Bundy got that dope shit!
2nd verse:
In these nauseating times
It's easy to fall and resign
Shit is hard out here, we grind
Show some balls and gon' shine
You see, to me it's all about that line
That makes you pause and hit rewind
Give it a nod and recognize
This is lift-off, man, we're flying, yeah
Cos i got that dope shit
Takeover is the motive / fucking right
Haters bugging, like / "shit, ain't nothing right
Cos he got that dope shit!" riiight
And i ain't giving it up / keep spilling your guts
How this not real and not just / not giving a fuck
I mean, keep filling my cup / and i might will and i'll bust
Your head open, bitch / villainous stuff
Yeah, only so much you can take, man
Before we get to mutilation
I think you mistaking
Containment for trepidation
Fuck it, i ain't going for broke
Broke motherfuckers tryna torpedo my boat
Boat-load of shit thrown at my feet but i'll be afloat
Afloat financially and mentally, no prison could hold, no
Can't hold this free spirit / what you want from me?
Substantial and deep lyrics / i was born to be
That jason bourne emcee / had to lose myself
In order to find my strength / shit is gonna be
Off the hook / fucking awesome, look
The game's on, afoot / i could get on and on for good
Arsenal's strong and good / to go, et fluppt
I'm from that hood / blackened with soot
Represent, represent / comprehend my intent
Sharpen my number two / to put it down for you
When will i hold the crown? not who
Shit is overdue / i'm not getting older, fool
Only getting better…
So, lemme see your fucking hands / as every-fucking-body chants
Hook:
He got that dope shit!
Keep up that dope shit!
He got that dope shit!
Bundy got that dope shit!
He got that dope shit!
Keep up that dope shit!
He got that dope shit!
Bundy got that dope shit!
He got that dope shit!
Keep up that dope shit!
He got that dope shit!
Bundy got that dope shit!
He got that dope shit!
Keep up that dope shit!
He got that dope shit!
Bundy got that dope shit!