Lyrics:

Yeah, dog, check my mic... yeah, cool. Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, this Smokey coming straight out of Detroit, dog. Giving it up, the Drexciya report. Because I'm knowing, dog, I'm knowing. Hey, straight up, man, I am a sewer dog this time, dog. Straight up. I'm telling you, I know everything about it. It's about 15, 17 men? There was a whole bunch of 'em, dog! I'm telling you, I know. Man, I seen them brothers, man, walking down [on Grand Ave on the day?] Some brother got wronged, man. I saw one of 'em, dog, bent down, pulled up his pants, laid back, and bit [?] Man, bang! I was out of my mind, though, I couldn't handle [?] But I tell you what. They back in better form, dog. Trust me. Smokey, out!
For real, dog, I know. Trust me, [?] Yeah, dog!