Lyrics: Krayzie Bone: Thug Mentality 1999: Dummy Man
Chorus
They call me the Dummy Man (the dummy man)
And I’m up early trying to slang my dope (I’m the nigga with the biggest rocks)
The fiends they get awfully mad (awfuly mad)
When they go broke on dope and it’s really soap (my nigga you ain’t never lied)
Up in the mornin’
And I feel like I don’t wanna be livin’
Better off dead without no bread
Have you ever felt that feelin’
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 fuck that
I got come up in my blood
Plus it’s the first 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 standing at my bathroom mirror I look at the soap
Shit soap look a little like dope
You scandalous nigga
Then I chop chop up me some
Counterfeit amphetamines
But wait a minute
Wait
Wait a minute now what if they want to taste it
Then quickly for cash
Nigga dash to the kitchen get the bread bag
Wrap that bread around some soap
Now I got the bread crumb dum-dum dope
It might sound funny but it ain’t no joke
‘Cause doin’ this shit could get a nigga smoked man
But fuck 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 bread crumbs
Nigga got the dum-dum for you (for you)
And the pump on approach if you say it ain’t dope
Only dealin’ ’cause I hear that they sober
Peep
Creep on a come up
I’ll wait for a fiend to roll up
And walk to the car with my hand on my pistol
He showed me the greens
Said, “Hold up. Gotta get my stash.”
Nigga need a twenty and I got that faded
Lovin’ these yum-yum’s
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 (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 bitch
We beat and then finished him off and he never came ’round here no more
‘Cause the 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 of the (?)
Now I’m proper
Only spent three dollars and forty-four cent
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 could call me a crooked crook
Hey nigga 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
Chorus
They call me the Dummy Man (the Dummy Man)
And I’m up early trying to slang my dope (I’m the nigga with the biggest rocks)
The fiends they get awfully mad (awfuly mad)
When they go broke on dope and it’s really soap (my nigga you ain’t never lied)
So fuck with me I got them chops man (choppa, choppa, choppa
The biggest rocks up on the block man
(The biggest rocks up on the block man)
Say fuck with me
So fuck with me
I got them chops man (choppa, choppa, choppa)
The biggest rocks up on the block man
(The biggest rocks up on the block man)