313000

[Intro: Rudy Ray Moore]
Sicknotes and Promatic
This is me: The Bad Bad Dolemite
So I want you to put your weight on it with this great rap group
'Cause they're out of sight
Keep your weight on it and keep it real
Dolemite out

[Dogmatic]
When I opened up my mouth and said "313"
I was on some real shit, you know?
I was on some come together shit
But these new niggas, they turning this shit into something else
Now I'm back, actually never left
But I'm gonna set this shit straight
I spent 10 long years

[Verse 1: Dogmatic]
Now who took Detroit and turned it into digits (ME!)
Socked down MC's and turned them into midgets (Me)
Worked my way up through the ranks topped of the gritty
I took over the city, all you rap niggas are shitty (Get out of here)
With your gators on, how the fuck you gon' run
If I whip out this thang and start dunking on you son?
I started with the crumbs now I'm eating the cake
We making moves dude, we don't fuck with the fake
All you fast, rocking, lace up under your jeans
I got a scheme to remove your brains with the [?] beam
For filling all my dreams on tours and things
No more selling weed to buy my son a swing
You like it when I bling but I don't care for chains
Spent my money on them thangs to cause bloodstains
I know you think it's strange but my life was pain
Started at the bottom with the top to gain, my name is

[Chorus x2: Dogmatic]
D-O-G-M-A-T-I-C
The true originator of the 313
The used to call him K-S-T-O-N-E
Now he's back for his crown in the D-E-T

[Verse 2: Dogmatic]
Ayo check for me, I'm like a monument
Got no respect for me after all this time I spent?
Man I'll smack the shit out of your whole damn clique
You're swimming in my spit, sperm and [?]
Gave birth to your language and the mic you kiss
Give a fuck about your record deal, dude this real
Before people was popping pills, I had skills
Rocking shit around the world with [?]
Shit I'm rapping for a mil', how 'bout you?
All these paper hatin' punks gon' do what they do
I'm younger than Kilpatrick and running the D too
Dawg, y'all all my kids is stuck like me
Even underground, on top of the ground, it's all true
They buy and sell niggas like they copping a brew
And I saturate the game like heroin do
It's that "313000" for you

[Chorus x2: Dogmatic]
D-O-G-M-A-T-I-C
The true originator of the 313
The used to call him K-S-T-O-N-E
Now he's back for his crown in the D-E-T

[Verse 3: Dogmatic]
Now me and Shaun got diamonds on
I'm higher than a bitch off of Vicodin
I paid mad dues, I don't bite my tongue
You can close your ears, stand still, fight or run nigga
It's nowhere you can hide from under the sun
Kevin's putting MC's under the gun
With Detroit, Michigan under his thumbs
If it really is a king nigga crown me one
If anyone disputes that, come get some
Get it how you want it nigga, smart or dumb
Take it how you want to take it, haters is dumb
Dogmatic's claiming it today on this song
I'm the first nigga to yell "313"
In the club on wax and deep in the streets
So that shit that y'all doing, I don't care to repeat
[?], I don't care to repeat nigga

[Chorus x2: Dogmatic]
D-O-G-M-A-T-I-C
The true originator of the 313
The used to call him K-S-T-O-N-E
Now he's back for his crown in the D-E-T

[Outro]
Sicknotes
Dogmatic
We the future
K-Stone rest in peace
Check for me though
It's the 'Matic