Vintage Hugo Boss

Some crackers want to floss whatever the cost
I seen them selling Vintage Hugo Boss from the Holocaust
We savage after all, no salvage, a total boss
Couldn't find a more fitting image than a burning cross
For the families that found one on their front lawn
A Malcolm at their window with the gun drawn
No safety on his weapon
Fingers on the edge of the cliff, getting stepped on
Hanging on my whole damn life, so my grip strong
Plus the good die young, so I live long
Big Bad Bless be the best out the west here
Since Top made the black hippies millionaires
I don't think you really hear me here
So let's get this really clear
I'm not god, I'm his dog
Every single morning he takes me for my walk to the park
Taught me how to catch, how to bite, how to bark
Game of avoiding death is seeing in the dark
Don't get caught in traffic playing between cars
Freezing up in front of headlights, seeing stars
All those wolves I've followed thus far
But I ain't forget where the beasts are
I'm not god, I'm his dog
Every single morning he takes me for a walk
I'm not god, I'm his dog
Every single morning he takes me for a walk
I'm not god, I'm his dog
Every single morning he takes me for a walk
I'm not god, I'm his dog
Every single morning he takes me for a walk
Some people just want us lost whatever the cost
Seen some selling Vintage Hugo Boss from the Holocaust
They might be hiding in your dead Nazi grandfathers' garage
Another fancy kind of mirage
From Saint Nicholas, Black Pete to Belgian's Le Sauvage
Subliminally telling a child who's in charge
With some Mickey Mouse ears behind which you're hiding your heart
Guess that's why our volume is on
Towards from where the power is drawn
No guarantee that I will live long
All we got is the now, as far as the Nile
For all my brothers in doubt
I really hope you dig it before your coffin is out
If you don't dig yourself out you will cost an amount
Some crackers want to clear they throat then cough in your mouth
If you don't walk yourself out, what you talking about?
Character assassination
Why don't you let me swerve, I'm penetrating
Every layer in this denigration
Man, you been raising the hellest nation
I ain't schizophrenic, my head's a rebel based space station
I'm not god, I'm his dog
Every single morning he takes me for a walk
I'm not god, I'm his dog
Every single morning he takes me for a walk
I'm not god, I'm his dog
Every single morning he takes me for a walk
I'm not god, I'm his dog
Every single morning he takes me for a walk
I'm not god... I'm his dog