[Intro: DJ Dog Dick]
Yo, yo, yo
St. Louis, Missouri
Baltimore, Maryland
New York City
Fort Rockaway, Fort Rockaway huh

[Verse 1: DJ Dog Dick]
When I look in the sky
I see a hex like someone held a Baphomet high
And I ask myself, "who is that guy?"
Or is it just I?
Drawing with my eyes
There's been times I'm surprised I survived
And I wonder if its an angel that blessed this
Or what devil distresses with a messes mixed message in my head stuck forever so blessed
Ooh wee, ooh wee
The lights's playing tricks on me
Faces and shadows displayed
Drawn on every which way
Make that light go away, so no contrast for shadows to play
There's no contrast for shadows to play

[Hook: Hak and Wiki]
Days work for days pay, smooth talkers find nothing to say
Days work for days pay, if wishes were horses beggars would sway
Days work for days pay, smooth talkers find nothing to say
Days work for days pay, if wishes were horses beggars would sway
Days work for days pay, spit til there's nothing left up in my brain
Days work for days pay, willing to listen I kick it for days
Days work for days pay, spit til there's nothing left up in my brain
Days work for days pay, willing to listen I kick it for days