THE D.O.C.

It’s the D.O.C., chuck D with the recipe
and the pedigree to be nothing less than a VIP
you can’t see me so you can’t see the “D”
it’s M.D. if you please and really if you need
You can call the doctor’s office but you’ll get the machine
Cause we’re out on the town low down for real
The real deal an ideal
to rock the spot with my glock and schpiel
That’s my gun and my rhymes
I keep ‘em locked and loaded almost all the time
He’ll send shivers down your spine
Hit you where the sun don’t shine
he don’t mind, you won’t find
another with his bloodline
brother’s one of a kind and ya’ll are out you mind
if you think you’re fine but we’re more inclined
to break you down and show you the way
this what we do and it’s how we get paid
it’s the doctor MD proct or gamble can see
that chuck to the D he owns his own league
you can’t stop me or l-o-p-e-z
and that’s who he rides with the CPT!

Bird Of Prey

Bird of Prey, taking flight today
he swoops, he shoots, he's out knockin boots.
rock n roll, take a stroll,
down the street
servin uptown swamp land
ghetto ride prossin
cause he's rollin true gangsta Westside tossin
Lo-pez identified when we ride who knew
Bird Boy could avoid such trouble
hook it up on the double
i figga he's a chicken hawk
got to cock back and pull the trigga
rolling dice think twice
before there's full penetration
send you home like Nathan

Bird of prey let me pray for my boy
he who dies with the most toys still dies
no suprise fool
it don't matta thank you I'm fatta
get your girl climb the ladder
to the top and don't stop
take a hit from the true
O.L.G. ride
money b back seat drivin
Road hog droppin logslake shasta go fasta
toby call him masta
groupies, Lopez wenches, fill the benches, screamin senseless, no defenses
let the persuit begin
get in where i fit in
ladies and gentlemen
give me a paper and pen
sendin out success
only the best, the west, not the rest
i suggest stop. look. read a book.
you can call him a crook
cause he took all your women
now he's swimming in 10's and 20's
got chickens by the flock
block to block he can't be stopped fool!

Represent. he got spent but he didn't get sent home
never alone, cause
Lopez fellas got his back
please tell us where you at
who's jealous
he saw the rat king, dodge dart
don't depart from the path, movin fast
bending corners, clouds of smoke
people chokin, broken down
at the club, proposition 101
havin fun making a run
PCH on a date
roll with me, root the core
peel it up that's enough
let me know
bird, double OH! 7
he's James not Bond, but Lee
original True Lopez G

Bird Boy, Bird of Prey
Go big, or don't stay
Sucka who, sucka what!?
Think you got something to say? Tough!

A Tribute

Robb got me thinking when he sent me an email containing the following words:

Caleb's in the house getting down with jo mama,
cap you with his glock like you was osama,
pimp'n all ya ladies in your girlfriends pajama,
ladies get with him? oh, you know they wanna

That reminded me of the lyrics I wrote for my boys either on or after the mission. So everyday, until I am done with my library of raps about my boys, I am going to post a little something I wrote.

Consider it a Tribute.

In the Beginning...

In the begining there was pure intelligence...

Okay, so that was easy. Here we are boys. We can now set up a correspondence between us. This site is here for our pleasure. Feel free to post links, updates, and what ever else you would like to. This is a pretty easy template to figure out so have at it. Holler! see, here you can link to my own blog. Or you can go back to the old school lopez website, that is always good for a laugh.

Caleb-out