Thursday, March 22, 2007

Quote Of The Moment

Yoho, roof!!
Doin´ it doggy style

Dope Dog
by
G. Clinton


U.S. custom coast guard dope dog,
Nicknamed "Bust em"
Like mo
st dope sniffin´ dogs, he´s got a habit, trained to have to have it.
Pick up the tracks of the traffiker,
And track ´em like a rabbit up the coastline.
Canine controlled substance retriever.
Receiver
of the Golden Nose Award,
For leadin´ ´em to the cash, cashin´ in on the stash.
Now he´s in line for his issue of the booty.
Never do he do a line in the line of duty, he´s a dope dog.
U.S. customs coast guard dope dog,
Keen sense of smell, trackin´ the tell-tale trails of cartels, dope boats, big dope
Never a gram or OZ, kilo too low key,
Gotta be tons of P blow, bales of lumbo.
When other dogs, sniff at one another´s tails,
He can track the profits from a dope sale straight to the Stank account.
Big Banks, bankin´ on laundering, the dirty money not stinkin´ he follows his nose.
And as the wind blows, he get a whiff, he take a sniff.
A dope dog
A dope dog

Old Mac Uncle had some drugs, CIAIO
And with those drugs he bought some arms CIAIO
It was a bang, bang here and a snort, snort there.
Here a bang, there a snort. Bangs and snorts everywhere.
Old Mac Uncle starts a war CIAIO

But the war on drugs is hell on a dope dog´s nose.
It smells where the nose goes when the doors close
And the dealer want to hide the dope.
In the booty, in the twat.
Then they squat and make the dog sniff their bowel.
Foul, as they fart in his face.
Damn! for a shitty half gram?
A dope dog
A dope dog

U.S. custom coast guard dope dog,
Nicknamed "Bust em"
Like most dope sniffin´ dogs, he´s got a habit, trained to have to have it.
Pick up the tracks of the traffiker´s,
Trackin´ ´em like a rabbit up the coastline.
Canine controlled substance retriever.
Receiver of the Golden Nose Award,
Dope dog
A dope dog.

Out of the toxic waste comes a fox that wastes no time.
A genetically improved smell capability.
The long and dragging tales of the possibilities of cloned canine.
Conceived under the influence of toxic wasted doctors.
Computer bugs debuggin´ devices and vice verses and various viruses.
And until his retirement don´t mention, no requirement nowhere in his pension for the upkeep,
The keeping up of the habit.
The system have a habit of making sure you get,
A habit that can´t be kept up with unless you´re a dope dog.
A dope dog

A dope dog
An undercover NARC with a bark.
He took a bite out of crime.
Posin´ as a seein´ eye dog he bit the blind,
The man with the cane in the coke.
Soon as the dope boats float,
The media goes comatose.
Unrelated over-the-counter overdose now becomes drug-related.
Aided and abetted by a lot of apprehension and indifference.
The bigger the headache the bigger the pill.
Take your medicine ´cause you gonna be ill when I tell you the deal on dope.

There´s more profit in pretending that we´re stopping it, than selling it.
Selling out, we´re in for the shock of a lifetime.
Stop and we might find faces in primetime.
The faces of yours and mine.
Over the counter, under the counter.
On account of the drugs, it´s not the drugs that drag you through the mud.
It´s the money.
It ain´t funny.
A dope dog.
A dope dog.

Old Mac Uncle has a bank, drugs are sure to flow.
BCC-I-CIA-DEA-IO
U.S. custom coast guard dope dog,
Nicknamed "Bust em"
Like most dope sniffin´ dogs, he´s got a habit, trained to have to have it.
Pick up the tracks of the traffiker´s,
And track ´em like a rabbit up the coastline.
Canine controlled substance retriever.
Receiver of the Golden Nose Award,
For leadin´ ´em to the cash, cashin´ in on the stash.
Now he´s in line for his issue of the booty,
Never do a line in the line of duty.
He´s a dope dog.
Dope dog.

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