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De La Soul - Dog Eat Dog lyrics
It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt) I'll be gone like you're wishin (and i'm out) 'Cause i ain't got time For hangin around When you're fuckin' my love In all the wrong places It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt) I'll be gone like you're wishin (and i'm out) 'Cause i ain't got time For hangin around When you're fuckin' my love In all the wrong places Extra extra What's that all about? I'm wishin the position Of my loving's sorted out I shed a tear cause i'm hearin' Nothing new or particular Status once parallel Now it's perpendicular And everything is just as clear as day Realistically explicit In the things you say I guess a "bitch" in the batter's Gonna make the flavor fatter But you gots to keep it for real Forget about your jewels and gems You won't be needin None of them The tool'll fix the era My mellow used to wear a Namebuckle, now he chuckle 'Cause he earn a dime Quicker Talkin bout a burnin' Sippin on some malt liQuor And all these kiddies Wishin they were supa emcees But to earn my "s" I had to learn some less About a crime'll make million A dime'll make a call I'd rather hop on the line And drop a rhyme to prince paul Cause it's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt) I'll be gone like you're wishin (and i'm out) 'Cause i ain't got time For hangin around When you're fuckin' my love In all the wrong places Hey kid What's the word? Man, it's all about mind Keeping focused On them self-mechanisms of rhyme So no longer stand erect 'Cause your thoughts are drained Walkin' round Manifesting attributes of shame Used to sQuabble for the mic But now accordingly We act Unless a club can't afford the fee We act So name that any best man To put us under Created from the ground Yet know nothin 'Bout the under Take a glimpse At them pimps Playin record exec Addin up all your zeros So's to cut you a check Saying why the blunder wonder Could've g'd today So you can put up some swings For your seed to play But a swing ain't that important When the park's around the corner Filled with life causing death Greeting victims for the morning It was the moment i feared Nah, the moment i steered Upon the right path To know the right math To over stand It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt) I'll be gone like you're wishin (and i'm out) 'Cause i ain't got time For hangin around When you're fuckin my love In all the wrong places |
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