Drop a Gem On 'Em - Mobb Deep

Sic 'em on a chicken Sic 'em on a chicken Sic'em on a chicken And watch them feathers fly Sic 'em on a chicken Sic 'em on a chicken Break out the butter and The flour ready to fry My dog Pete's the smallest dog And of all the dogs in my yard He's a mean som bitch drinks His Beam and water from a broken mason jar And we sic 'em on a chicken Sic 'em on a chicken Sic 'em on a chicken And watch them feathers fly Sic 'em on a chicken Sic 'em on a chicken Break out the butter and The flour, ready to fry I heard this awful noise Comin' outta the woods (comin' outta the woods) When I heard chicken screams Knew it wasn't gonna be good I think we lost a chicken I think we lost a chicken I think we lost a chicken Cuz I just heard him cry I think we lost a chicken I think we lost a chicken But you can get another one for a dollar seventy nine In a couple of years that rooster had grown He was not a safe animal to keep around the home And he almost took an eyeball from Lonnie's son And I was sittin' at home makin fig preserves And I saw that young'un get kicked in the face I knew it was the day that that rooster's gonna get what he deserves So I chased the chicken I chased the chicken I chased the chicken And Pete hit him from the side I chased the chicken I chased the chicken Me and pete suppered On a homemade chicken pot pie Sic 'em on a chicken Sic 'em on a chicken Sic 'em on a chicken And watch them feathers fly Sic 'em on a chicken Sic 'em on a chicken I can smell the kitchen and It's almost supper time