Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dog Eat Dog, artist - De La Soul. Date of issue: 02.03.2023
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dog Eat Dog |
| '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 |