Woof! Woof! (beat Roots Dubman)

Check the original track by the one and only Roots Dubman / @dubman-9: https://soundcloud.com/dubman-9/a-cool-dub-to-dub-to Mixed and mastered by DMonroe / @fatpockets Woof! Woof! - Lyrics and vocals : Fat Pockets Woof woof of the woofer pushing air Speakers Stacked upon stacks audio warfare Waves of holy bass like dusty pew back hymns 7 dips in the river rinses all of your sins Rattle can drums bomb the walls of your soul check the arsenal then return to your foxhole Hunker in your bunker, just smoke a bowl Hot box the rabbit hole like Yosemite Sam In a traffic jam Time to flex my diaphragm cram my lungs full of grams of the finest Cali dank blast your head back like a Sherman tank Heart of gold like the Federal Reserve Bank Salute the Captain, Im pulling rank Keep the stank eye to your self or get ice shelfed Marvell at my double barreled laser sighted mind meld With the a rebel yell, she cried more, more, more Three Times a Lady like the Commodores. Distant shores on far away lands I’m in demand Like a Steel drum band on the mainland Melting like a snowman sold by a con man I rise up from the swamp like a Navy Frogman Deadpan madman riding both sides on a catamaran Borats sister number 4 whore in Kazakstan My groovy contraband gets smuggled over borders Roots Dubman making beats of the highest order This Mad New Yorker, high plains transporter Grounded like a shock absorber But leading the charge like a power forward dominates the shooting guard Too infinity and beyond, but never crossed the pond Whereupon my mental lexicon selected to the pantheon Bass like a mastodon stepping heavy on your chest Good luck coming up with air for the protest Even under cardiac arrest, Hashtag blessed Don’t need any rest, so much ill shit to do check the world premier, im the lyrical guru With a particularly dank point of view Like a Blackhawk copter in Mogadishu Or an angry kangaroo on 5th Avenue. my honeydew list gets longer, but my mind tends to wander Sick air waves going out, turn on your transponder In the wild blue yonder, my squad been outlawed Gonna take a golden rod in the hand of God We running roughshod, beat infested with arthropods Watch your empire crumble like collateral fraud Now your flawed facade reveals an aweful tightwad But your morals are peripheral undercover liberal Decisions are predictable, no rule you abide by You know goddam well that Mavericks gonna fly by. spill your coffee in the lobby Like some kinda jerk Murky smirk can be counted on like clockwork Always skip the dessert, your whole net work Uptight and stuffy like a black tie and dress shirt Unbelievably unfunny like blood money Never wanted to be chummy with scummy types Zebra of a different stripe, over glorified and hyped Low life stereotypes, mouths like motorbikes But I digress like the Pony Express Eventually progress grotesquely manifests Counter warfare aimed at freedom of press the thing that gets me upset, my only lasting regret the little-thinking mindset of the chronically opressed Chains of a different kind have good men in a bind Unrefined humankind should be quarantined But none are fit to judge blind, so they stay confined