From the recording One Man Army

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Lyrics

HOOK

I wasn't born in the projects,
and I wasn't raised by no gangstaz/
Neva took no bullets but fuck it!
U can call me crazy, but I'm thankful/
No, I don't act like I'm black!
And I don't pretend like I'm white!/
I don't even call myself Hispanic dick!
I'm just Henry a-ight?/
but you can call me DVS
when you hear me bangin' through your speakers/
and I can school you on the mic,
so homie don't make me have to teach you/
I've been in this rap game long enough/
to see through a phony and call his bluff/
so you wannabe thugs got ballz and nuts/
I'm about to show you all wuzup/


VERSE

the High School graduate & University no-show/
cuz my ass was too busy lookin' for beatz for this dope flow/
got a sick ass crew, but I was born to go solo/
and so u don't miss my fuckin' point I'll spit it so slow/
My nieces and nephews 'll understand what I'm sayin'/
they'll hear the tone of my voice and already know I'm not playin'/
no, this ain't that h-i-p - p-o-p spittin' in layman's/
but it's not that complicated/Dark Night Entertainment/
one rapper's new chapter/
that's causin' massive disaster/
to multi-platinum actors/
leadin' attacks on these bastards/
chargin' as fast as a raptor/
swingin' and slashin' them daggers/
I'm-a put my ballz in their throat/
and that'll be all that she wrote/
It's so ridiculous how I spit it/
so vicious with the quitckness/
no fuckin' shit bitch! i'm gifted/
I ain't just produce it, I mixed it/
a black belt on the mic, feelin' right at home in the studio/
my name is DVS and I'm reportin' for duty yo!/


HOOK

I wasn't born in the projects,
and I wasn't raised by no gangstaz/
Neva took no bullets but fuck it!
U can call me crazy, but I'm thankful/
No, I don't act like I'm black!
And I don't pretend like I'm white!/
I don't even call myself Hispanic dick!
I'm just Henry a-ight?/
but you can call me DVS
when you hear me bangin' through your speakers/
and I can school you on the mic,
so homie don't make me have to teach you/
I've been in this rap game long enough/
to see through a phony and call his bluff/
so you wannabe thugs got ballz and nuts/
I'm about to show you all wuzup/


VERSE

It's been 4ever & 3 days
/since I started reppin' VA/
w/out a band or a DJ/
or big-tit hoes in bustiers/
and I've kept too quiet too long/
constantly writin' new songs/
puttin' my studio 2gether so I could finally do it all/
I quit gettin' high & finally started savin' my ca$h/
I couldn't live like I was 18 no more, put it way in my past/
along w/chasin' sluts givin' up that butt cuz they crazy & fast/
man I got my eyez on the prize, I'm focused, and it's too late 2 go back/
so just consider this the introduction to something that's comin'/
I'm about 2 make u feel the heebies runnin' up in ya stomach/
just like your 1st time in the backseat fuckin' in public/
go run & tell all your friends "god damn I luv how he does it"/
and yes it's very necessary 2 make my entrance like this/
I'm-a keep on rockin' like John Lennon did in '76/
until I go out w/a bang, and I don't mean emptying clips/
I mean a retirement orgy, cuz I'm-a get buried in tits/


HOOK

I wasn't born in the projects,
and I wasn't raised by no gangstaz/
Neva took no bullets but fuck it!
U can call me crazy, but I'm thankful/
No, I don't act like I'm black!
And I don't pretend like I'm white!/
I don't even call myself Hispanic dick!
I'm just Henry a-ight?/
but you can call me DVS
when you hear me bangin' through your speakers/
and I can school you on the mic,
so homie don't make me have to teach you/
I've been in this rap game long enough/
to see through a phony and call his bluff/
so you wannabe thugs got ballz and nuts/
I'm about to show you all wuzup/


VERSE

Man I luv the 1st album, but I knew something was missing/
like sayin' goodbye 2 your lover w/out no huggin' & kissin'/
so for those who heard The Chain Letter & still wasn't convinced, it's/
time I dropped the damn bomb on all u son-of-a-bitchez/
ROLL CALL!
DVS, 2 Men-E, Technician,
C'MON!
Ms.Kandi, Dark Night Entertainment.
C’MON!
and this is just the beginnning/
I'm no longer stuck in this prison/
I control the buttons & switchez/
and I make the fuckin' decisions/
and I got the mic & the floor, so why don't u shut up & listen/
cuz when I told u I'm the real deal - I wasn't just kiddin'/
and that doesn't mean I'm the tightest, but now u know I ain't average/
I spit the whole truth & nothing but the truth like Michael Savage/
and I've been waitin' 4 this moment for a long time, let's get it on!/
my goal is to deliver a banger w/each & every song/
until I retire, or until the day I'm dead & gone/
I'll fight until the last breath like Optimus & Megatron/


My mission is simple I'm here 2 take out the garbage/
and bring respect back 2 every cat spittin' raw shit/
but everything's turned Pop, man somethin' is wrong with/
this misdirection of rappers, it's gettin' 'em lost quick/
I c so many cars & hoes it's makin' me nauseous/
I'd rather shoot my video on stage in front of a moshpit/
got my mic in my left hand, my right got my ballz gripped/
don't act like u don't know the words, c'mon - sing along bitch!/


HOOK

I wasn't born in the projects,
and I wasn't raised by no gangstaz/
Neva took no bullets but fuck it!
U can call me crazy, but I'm thankful/
No, I don't act like I'm black!
And I don't pretend like I'm white!/
I don't even call myself Hispanic dick!
I'm just Henry a-ight?/
but you can call me DVS
when you hear me bangin' through your speakers/
and I can school you on the mic,
so homie don't make me have to teach you/
I've been in this rap game long enough/
to see through a phony and call his bluff/
so you wannabe thugs got ballz and nuts/
I'm about to show you all wuzup/