The Zeus Dawg Story

Misunderstood from the age of one, never packed a street gun Didn’t need it, back at apartment forty-one Fought my way from the projects to all things suburban Helped my parents out so they could have their own curb and Claim success, but the rest I can’t condone Life full of stress had to try and make it on my own Then I ran into this Wuss Side thing followed by the rap game Started to rhyme now Zeus Dawg’z the name Helpin’ my fam be my point A family kid I’ll make it big, but I never rolled a single joint Never pulled a weapon just to take somebody’s wallet And I don’t care about what you wanna call it Been called every name in the book I recognize when lies and envy got everybody shook That’s all it took for a great to be born Creative linguistic steady with my form Stop, look, and listen to the cream of the crop That pops, hooks and hot lyrics meet at the top And hops, skips, and jumps only farther away I say, I’d take your order but the bar’s in the way So stay, right where you are and don’t move an inch My Super Soaker’s set to spray and if you even flinch Zeus Dawg’ll pinch the trigger and you’ll be all wet Cuz What you see is what you get And placing bets on Zeus Roulette Is a hot experience that you won’t forget So stand right next to me and you’ll be all set We’ll catch every batch with my fishing net Steady leave you torn, I say just what I’m provin’ Ready with the hip-hop thing to keep you movin’ Seventy seven, make that seventy eight, no wait Check the tempo so my beat’s never late Out looking at nature? When birds split, I hit ‘em Rhyming with my crew, the words fit, my rhythm Z-Dawg, with the DLWG Jumpin’ into battle with the high and mighty Watch your back, cuz my allies are restless Trust me, you’ll hate yourself if you test us Always ready, Ever steady, never letting up On the grip in the musical gun clip Thunderbolts ain’t no joke Electricity goes from me to the Hayters causin’ smoke Hair standing on end gets so you can’t pretend That all miracle trends release with what I send Everybody bow down to the Zeus Dawg sound Especially those thinkin’ that I’m playin around Fools givin’ me crap bout how they pound for pound Turn around, and you’ll see how I just ran you downYet another song... Written April 9th, 2002 © on Apr 09 2002 02:35 AM PST   20 • 0 • 12