Man's best friend
I say Man's best guard with Black and White vision
Born naturally and tamed
But always intrigued to know what's cooking in Man's kitchen
I'm on guard, at night I see secrets unfold the evil inside to cause grief
Tomorrow they'll awake and forget the past
and I'll probably have the same beef
Mankind grind forth blind
When I bark no one hears, why else would an infant cry tears?
We bury bones deep 'coz we're without tones to speak
You never know when Man's heart goes bleak
When I cross the streets I look quad,
those that came before were either deceased or barred
Still we remain Rebels of this verse...
So if you hear a bark calling you dog it's not a curse
Look back, it's god in reverse...