Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dog Intro, artist - DMX.
Date of issue: 15.09.2003
Song language: English
Dog Intro |
Yep Yep Yep… |
I dont realy humans that much these days |
Hmm shit, fact of the matter is, i trust dawgs more than i trust humans |
Shit, nothin like that dawg love i tell you |
Not just any dawg, gotta be a Pit Bull |
Yep, thats the only dawg for me |
(Cough, cough) You dont wanna get caught in a pit with one a them boy |
They make good companians, but even worse enemys |
Its all on how you take it *Talking* |
Nuttins goes down and i dont get a small piece of |
Get the picture, see the beauty and the beast of |
The mad man its the bad man is here |
Cause a nigga like me smells wreck in the air (yeah) |
Just be fair, shit that i be doin ta niggaz, and |
Get away with the same shit (uh) ruinin a niggaz |
Cover all ground and not roll thick, like the fog |
The only motherfuckin friend i ever had was a dawg (aight) |
Never ate the hog but glad to say i smoked plenty of em' (yeah) |
The 5th percint, the name one of many of em' (yeah) |
In one verse i’ll beat you worse than you mama (uh) |
I’ll fuck around i 'll eat you first like Dahmus (uh) |
Ima, play that ass out like bomber (what) |
Killed the nigga once for lookin like he wanted drama (aight) |
Im buggin, the pain it hurts, i gotta scream, AaaHhhh!, lettin of a little |
steam (ok) |
Society was just toomuch, i couldnt hack it (uh) |
Six motherfuckin years in a restraintent jacket (yeah) |
But back it wasnt wise for wise for them to let me out the joint |
I’ve never really got better, so im not on point (hey) |
I just might flip, quick, but its too late to be bitchen (too late) |
Got more loose screws than the table in your kitchen |
Im itchin, lets hope you aint around when i scratch (yeah) |
Just like i said before (uh), i eats what i catch (catch) |
Searchin shit, will have a nigga hurtin sick |
The dirt you kick, will get you in the dirt an quick (whoo) |
Word to maze you niggaz is kids, dont play |
Im too old for the jokes you’ll get smoke, i dont play |
Im gon say, whats gon happen if you force my hand |
Some, somwhere will be like, i lost my man |
Take it to heart its about to get dark so run that |
All that shit niggaz talkin, been there done that |
What black, think its a act, let me know (aight) |
But he like what im sayin so shut the fuck! |
up! |
and let me flow (yeah) |
Yo, you think its a game, keep playin |
They gon find your ass, somewhere in the creek layin (dawg) |
Its over, you just aint layed down yet |
And in a minute, you gon be that motherfucker that they aint found yet (aight) |
Hold off on makin movies and make moves |
Stop talkin shit that you cant prove |
Im the mountain you cant move, so why you tryin |
Lookin at me stupid wonderin why you dyin |
Why you flyin, through the air, wit a big ass hole in your chest (bark) |
Wishin you was holdin a vest |
But its too late for wishes (yeah), so you gettin this rest |
Go to sleep, Papa will take care of the stress |
God bless, and may he have mercy on your soul |
Pop! |
Pop! |
take these two more wit you, on your strole, nigga |
Yep Yep Yep… |
I dont realy humans that much these days |
Hmm shit, fact of the matter is, i trust dawgs more than i trust humans |
Shit, nothin like that dawg love i tell you |
Not just any dawg, gotta be a Pit Bull |
Yep, thats the only dawg for me |
(Cough, cough) You dont wanna get caught in a pit with one a them boy |
They make good companians, but even worse enemys |
Its all on how you take it |
Uh, you know how we do baby, aight, Grand Champ, you know how we do |
Scratch all day, match all weight, fuck nigga, cant be fuckin serious… |
Raccoon aint nuttin but a big cat |