letra de me in your world - tha dogg pound
[intro: kurupt & (daz)]
yeah, give it up, dogg pound gangstaz, kurupt and daz
we all about nothin’ but b-tches, money and cash
you talk sh-t we just might blast
(dat n-gga daz back in yo’ -ss once more)
(f-ckin’ it up like you know…)
always talkin’ sh-t, well, here we have
another situation, where we gotta mash
these n-ggas know n-gga where we at
[verse 1: daz]
if i did it then i done it then a battle just started
and i’m gunnin’ for n-ggas who ain’t down who i ride for
dat n-gga daz, kurupt, dogg pound, death row
here we go, blood or crip, it don’t matter
i blast and outcast those who separate me from my goals
without a doubt, k!ll ’em and turn ’em out
notice the way that i shake, rattle and roll
and like your mamma cryin’, enthusiastic as two nines
kaboom, we mash to the extreme as a team
scope you out and cut you down like a guillotine
i hung a string of mc’s who thought foolishness
schoolin’ this whole rap game, we rulin’ this
we doin’ this, pursuin’ this major
stackin’ major paper, with my dogg street behavior
i caved ya chest in, bruised ya ribs with a blow of sk!lls
like tyson, knockin’ your -ss out like bruno
you know i bring death towards your whole f-ckin’ camp (camp)
get in your skin, k!ll anything that lives
sure enough, i never thought that your -ss could come rough
call your bluff, comin’ with sk!lls to smash your stuff
you know it’s hardcore, you know it’s raw
you know it’s hardcore, i’ll break your jaw
too many times with rhymes i combine
and blow minds with the ways i design too many f-ckin’ times
[verse 2: kurupt]
hey daz, the author of authentics (that’s me)
when i was young i played games with skirt
hide and go get it ’til i was laced in a clinic (uh uh)
learned quick to always keep a leash and hat on my d-ck
(slow down)
i know you’re trippin’ off me and what play i threw
but i ain’t trippin’ off you and what you say i do
it’s time for war, man, they all runnin’ again
empty clip, reload, start gunnin’ again
i remember, “kurupt, you’ll never get that far”
no matter who you are, i found you can shine like stars
i used patience and the planet of my sight
to the corner of deuce-five where it’s lot like life
i’m put in a position where i thinks
and i’m ’bout to beat mc’s purple, blue and pink
take what’s yours (yours)
break down your doors (doors)
hardcore radical, rough and raw
when you come talkin’ what you talk (talk)
it’s me, i’m ’bout stalk and i rock it from l.a. to new york
on to the city of phil’ where all my n-ggas at keepin’ it real
all we in sharin’ here to the south to the east to the north
kurupt, grabbin’ it about to rip it off
i rocks the west, so tell me who rocks the best
i rocks the spot without glocks and homicidal shots
i leave the scene like a quake ’cause i leave ’em shakin’
they all shake tryin’ to take the money that i make
you’ll never get past three rounds
three rhymes, three mc’s in three towns
i came to put it down
and lay all three of these motherf-ckers down on the ground now
[chorus]
(you know, it’s me in your world, daz)
it’s about the b-tches
(nah, it’s about the cash)
move quick
(move fast)
the real again
(leave a motherf-cker stranded like gilligan)
k!ll and i k!ll again
i got money on my mind
(posted at the palms)
sittin’ in my room with a pad
(writin’ rhymes, dimes on the nickels)
nickels on the dimes
(to quarters)
thousands
(to million dollar bonds)
(you know, it’s me in your world, daz)
it’s about the b-tches
(nah, it’s about the cash)
move quick
(move fast)
the real again
(leave a motherf-cker stranded like gilligan)
k!ll and i k!ll again
i got money on my mind
sittin’ in my room with a pad
(writin’ rhymes, dimes on the nickels)
nickels on the dimes
(to quarters)
thousands
(to million dollar bonds)
[the lady of rage]
miss afro puff, step up on the cut
it’s like ten-hut when i struts my big bad stuff now
believe it or not, i rip the alien mc’s like ripley’s
sip tea ’cause i’m ice
nothin’ nice on you mutts or you mice
beware of the bark and beware of the bite
spark off on the mic, champion mc
hittin’ harder than jack dempsey on sensi
so, if you step into my ring
i’ll be on that wack -ss before the bell goes ding
so, roll with the punches
i crunch mc’s like crunches, sit-ups, i, i got ya lit up
as we speak, n-ggas sweating my technique
they can’t compete, i’m too sweet
in fact, i’m magnifique
that got a sensual appet-te for eating rappers out of sheer delight
fear no mic or no man; look ma, no hands, d-mn
look at these wannabes, they get broke down to their hands and knees
with speed, with ease, i can make ’em all freeze
i’m strictly about them sk!lls on the real’a
strictly ’bout this m-th-f-ckin’ mc cold k!ller
who, speaks with expertise, and any heifer want beef
i’ll be that a-1 sauce, on your lips like gloss
i eat suckers as my entree, rage got the bombay
i gets total wreck and i ain’t playing with a full deck
it’s just this ace in your face, kicks from earth to outer sp-ce
give me sp-ce, room to breathe
roll up my sleeves, it’s a breeze
i’m blowing up the spot like infrared dots on your knot
your noggin, lyrical murderer or rockin’ robin
i’ll be dishing out that pudding while you suckers p-ssyfootin’
be actin’, but i ain’t got time for theatrics
my grooves be crushin’
sh-tty mc’s i be flushing down the commode as i explode
c-ck back and reload
ride the beat until they say “whoa!”
and they tell me, ‘mama, don’t hurt me no more’
i’m strictly ’bout them sk!lls on the real’a
strictly ’bout this m-th-f-ckin’ mc cold k!ller
and that’s it…
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