what up?
like that muthafucka
ay blaze it up!
like that muthafucka
now my rhymes
are as potent as pipebombs
it takes time to concoct rhymes like mines
like land mines
all set to explode
microphones
all set to unload
so
watch the means
watch the zone
i made it different with a million dead mc microphones
and they all wanted back by their peeps
sleep if you dare
cause death catch niggaz when they sleep
beware of the consequences
it's senseless
to face a prosecuted life or death mc sentence
travel through your inner thoughts
just to vision how far i can get
explore to the inner core
and ain't stopped yet
continue the journey
cause all that shit you kick just don't concern me
you can't u-turn me
back. to. reality. where niggaz pack straps
and they mentality react so violently to leave mc's breathin silently
with hollow point talons for the violence
ain't no harmin me
ain't got no love for no hoes in harmony
it's easy to find mc's to execute
chances of survival too small to compute
recognize
like this was samuel sneed
i grip the microphone continue with my devilish deeds
cause all i see
in my m-i-n-d
is d-p-g
for l-i-f-e
and all i see
on the m-i-c
is another mangled mc opposin me
supposed to be
regulatin in this rap era
made one error up against the microphone terror
it takes two to tangle
i told daz don't worry like keith murray i'ma strangle
mc's
with the microphone cord
you don't faze
your thoughts been invaded and explored
i know the ins and the outs to you buddy
i know where you live
and how you make your money
i came to violate you
desicrate you
i create two
murderous scenes
can you relate to
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a dogg pound gangsta
i'm a dogg pound gangsta
straight dogg pound gangsta
i got the right to serve your ass when you headin to school
cause i'm dat nigga daz bitch
and i'ma fuckin fool
don't play with my head nigga
killers don't speak
come out the woodworks on your ass
then niggaz start to streak
unmatched in my inner circle
where only g's roam
hellhounds in the war zone
not giving a mad fuck
about your click
or what you representin ain't meanin shit
bustas jump and get they fuckin wig split
caught up in the twist while i'm stickin dick to your bitch
you don't know me cause i'm down to do low
your bitch is jockin daz i'm diggin deep as cousteau
check it out
i'm
massive
you get your ass kicked
tangle with assassins down for mad shit
nigga the strap's in your hand
now what you gon do
is you gon blast me
and blast kurupt too
are you just gonna hold it and act like a bitch
where's he at?
cause i got me a gat
and i'ma show him how a true g's sposed to act with a strap
till i die
dogg pound for life
show me a hoe and i'll be fuckin that bitch by midnight
it ain't nuthin nice
shakin these niggaz like dice
i told you once
so i ain't sayin it twice