The Dog Pound by Swiss Kidd Lyrics
[intro]
It's sad bro...
It's really sad man...I mean
The system was never made for us
But all we gotta do is hustle...Swiss
[Verse]
I be on the table with my enemies yeah
Singing morning glory jah jah blessing me yeah
Enemy of progress miss me till it's D-Day
Dream about a ghost cruising down the freeway
I mean moving kilos on the underground
Homie dead others in the pound
He was playing Tetris till the Feds come
Them 5 bricks need to move around
Eating out your bitch like a Benihana
We be going hard till we count hunnid (mil)
She on that Miley But she act like Hannah
Till mickey fucked her now she know bananas
Till niggas know about Swiss I go hard or go home
Like a crack head in the city centre that crack rock is a diamond
Fuck the system they don't favour us coloured people matter where u from
The Feds watching its dangerous bring the white girl to her knew home
[Chorus]
Started at the bottom tryna glow up
I'm tryna cut a check put my dawgs on
The system gave us nothing so we make one
But then they come and put us in the dog pound
[Verse2]
They don't wanna see us winning
But ankle monitors beeping
Our African queens be weeping
Prisoner in this heaven we live in
They complain about us like we the problem
I didn't see a problem in Philando
They serpents they beaughing when we struggle
Fuck em all all we do is hustle
Bang bang they call me big Swiss
I am on the come up like like we rated triple X
You looking at me like I'm fucking triple X
He got 30 on the wrist but I flip it to a check
Listening to HOV while I'm skating down the street
When I get this money I won't spend it on the strip
I will save up all this money and take my momma on a trip
If the music isn't selling fuck it umma get a brick
[Chorus]
Started at the bottom tryna glow up
I'm tryna cut a check put my dawgs on
The system gave us nothing so we make one
But then they come and put us in the dog pound
[Verse 3]
All the blacks kill each other
From north wales to Atlanta
If it's my blood somebody die tho
Ehh these bullets got your name tag bro
Yeah my niggas is savages
They didn't chose this life
They wanted to be doctors
But the system deny
Albert Einstein the way they counting up a brick
The only math they do is on a corner of a street
They never got they license but they pull up with tht stick
They kill for fucking colours but they never paint a pic
Yeah it's fucking disgusting
The system they dun played us
Yeah it's fucking disgusting
The system they hate us
[Chorus]
Started at the bottom tryna glow up
I'm tryna cut a check put my dawgs on
The system gave us nothing so we make one
But then they come and put us in the dog pound
It's sad bro...
It's really sad man...I mean
The system was never made for us
But all we gotta do is hustle...Swiss
[Verse]
I be on the table with my enemies yeah
Singing morning glory jah jah blessing me yeah
Enemy of progress miss me till it's D-Day
Dream about a ghost cruising down the freeway
I mean moving kilos on the underground
Homie dead others in the pound
He was playing Tetris till the Feds come
Them 5 bricks need to move around
Eating out your bitch like a Benihana
We be going hard till we count hunnid (mil)
She on that Miley But she act like Hannah
Till mickey fucked her now she know bananas
Till niggas know about Swiss I go hard or go home
Like a crack head in the city centre that crack rock is a diamond
Fuck the system they don't favour us coloured people matter where u from
The Feds watching its dangerous bring the white girl to her knew home
[Chorus]
Started at the bottom tryna glow up
I'm tryna cut a check put my dawgs on
The system gave us nothing so we make one
But then they come and put us in the dog pound
[Verse2]
They don't wanna see us winning
But ankle monitors beeping
Our African queens be weeping
Prisoner in this heaven we live in
They complain about us like we the problem
I didn't see a problem in Philando
They serpents they beaughing when we struggle
Fuck em all all we do is hustle
Bang bang they call me big Swiss
I am on the come up like like we rated triple X
You looking at me like I'm fucking triple X
He got 30 on the wrist but I flip it to a check
Listening to HOV while I'm skating down the street
When I get this money I won't spend it on the strip
I will save up all this money and take my momma on a trip
If the music isn't selling fuck it umma get a brick
[Chorus]
Started at the bottom tryna glow up
I'm tryna cut a check put my dawgs on
The system gave us nothing so we make one
But then they come and put us in the dog pound
[Verse 3]
All the blacks kill each other
From north wales to Atlanta
If it's my blood somebody die tho
Ehh these bullets got your name tag bro
Yeah my niggas is savages
They didn't chose this life
They wanted to be doctors
But the system deny
Albert Einstein the way they counting up a brick
The only math they do is on a corner of a street
They never got they license but they pull up with tht stick
They kill for fucking colours but they never paint a pic
Yeah it's fucking disgusting
The system they dun played us
Yeah it's fucking disgusting
The system they hate us
[Chorus]
Started at the bottom tryna glow up
I'm tryna cut a check put my dawgs on
The system gave us nothing so we make one
But then they come and put us in the dog pound