[Verse 1: Violent J]
No, *Whimper*
I donāt have any recollection of the first time a kid felt
The piercing sting, a whip burst from his belt
And try to stay off my side with the worst welts
And crying āMama, please stop him. It hurts. Help.ā
When I hear the Hyundai pull up, in the closet I slide
Behind āem coats, prayinā I donāt see them boots, or Iāll hide (No!)
āPlease let me be,ā I hoped and cried
But mother always told him I was inside, fuck
His big hand reaches in (Come here!), Fists my hair
Stricken with panic, I feel it rips and tears
Yellow underwear, again I pissed in fear
Always caught the beatings, never just a scare
I turned twelve and got a bowling pin. He trash picked
I said, āI donāt bowl,ā then owned a fat lip
Mama laughs when asked how bad my stepdad hits
Iām just a sack of shit to beat on, I admit, because
[Chorus]
Iām the dog who gets beat
(Go lay down! Bad dog!)
(Go outside! Bad dog!)
Shove my nose in shit
(Go outside! Bad dog!)
(Go outside! Bad dog!)
Why wonāt mother save me?
(Go lay down! Bad dog!)
Save me
[Verse 2: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]
And when I turned 17
There was no datinā, only hatinā and beatings
Bone breakinā, kicked teeth in. They waitinā to greet me
āMother, let me stay home, not another defeatināā
She said, āNo. Tell him youāre a friend. Make him believe itā
The schoolās a nightmare (Ay). It aināt cool to fight fair (Ay)
They shootinā all night, told me "fool you ain't liked here"
Smacked up so black and blue, my head spewed white hair
They said every time we see you, we beatinā you right here
Walked to the store, mistake, dinner died in the maze
Like Pac-Man, give it back, man. For them, crime pays
Knocked out 6 times by 6 thugs in 5 days
My whole head clocked crooked, sideways
Beat up and robbed, mugged, I shit and piss blood
Called the cops, got my head split by the pigsā clubs
Saw my pops (Yeah?) Hugged? (Hey?) Nope (Oh) Slugged (Bam)
[Drugged, stuck, slit, shot?], [?], and never got loved
...And then it happened
One night, in the thug zone I got jacked
They slapped and attacked when I got back
And I lost it, snap, going wack
And swung the only shit I own until a skull cracked
Motherās, with the bowling pin (Jeez...)
Her blood spreaded, and forehead folded in (Easy...)
The cops said, when they exploded in (Freeze!)
The step pops aināt hold shit in (Fuck āem, though! Peace!)
[Chorus]
Iām the dog who gets beat
(Go lay down! Bad dog!)
(Go outside! Bad dog!)
Shove my nose in shit
(Go outside! Bad dog!)
(Go outside! Bad dog!)
Why wonāt mother save me?
(Go lay down! Bad dog!)
Save me
[Interlude]
"I sentence him, indefinitely, to psychiatric treatment, until the physicians in charge deem you fit to rejoin society with him."
[Verse 3: Violent J]
For two long years, I was medicated, sedated, I hate it
Itās how they keep you baited ātil your shit lobominated
Thoughts disintegrated, then they amputate it and refrigerate it
Never invigorate it, so I never ate it
I played it, and fed it to the dedicated
They benefited me, Iām tryinā to be eradicated
Acting blew out (Ay) and limble, no improvement (Ay), tripped out (Ay)
Smooth is how Iām letting off. (Ha, ha, ha, ha)
I took the screw out (Ay) the window (Ay), removed it (Ay), slipped out (Ay)
Phew, now Iām jetting off. (Off, off, off)
Happily hauling ass in my slippers, like I sorta rehearsed
Countinā cash, slipped the wallet out an orderlyās purse
Broke in a funeral home, then I stoled a slick hearse
Flashbacks of that belt sting, that old whip burst
[Verse 4: Violent J]
"Looky looky, what that there?"
I found a bowling alley, scrubās strollinā in
First goal, Iāma win another bowling pin
Picked it up, thought of motherās skull, in that
Iāma stick my fucking colon in ya
Gripped the hearse, headed for my succulent revenge
Mouth watering, dick hard, I wonāt pretend
Heās passed out. Empty beer cans scatter the place
Thatās when I swung me a strike. Blood spattered my face
Like an M-80 in a pot of mostaccioli
I got lots up on me, and Iāll be fine
Red noodles flung. Wet slop globs, stuck, stick
Drip, drop. Shit, Toodleās a fun word
To now? Who knows, but Iām riding this hog there
And kicking in the asshole of every dog there *Whimper*
With just a bowling pin, bone again
My fury fuller now, a little gust of lonely wind
[Outro]
Youāre the dog who gets beat
(Go lay down! Bad dog!)
(Go outside! Bad dog!)
Shove your nose in shit
(Go lay down! Bad dog!)
(Go outside! Bad dog!)
Your mother canāt save you
(Go lay down! Bad dog!)
Save you
(Go lay down! Bad dog!)
(Go outside! Bad dog!)
Your mother canāt save you
(Go lay down! Bad dog!)
Save you