| Grab a pen suckas I riff, and smoke em up like a spliff
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| And drift and lift and sift and if Take a whiff and sniff, cause I’m too swift
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| I got the gift for the mic to uplift
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| I take rappers and eat em like Puppy Chow
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| Show me your wiggie style, I do my freaky style
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| I drop science with metaphor twists cause I’m the mister
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| And I fucked your little sister
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| Suckas don’t know what time it is
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| I’m aware but it’s not me in the Benz
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| Or a poor racher’s teacher, a Biz Mark tifa
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| But I’m the grim reaper, so watch who you sleep, uh On the D-O-G, that’s suicide for y’all that don’t see
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| I’m sicka like a psycho, I’ll play ya like a Tyco
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| But then I might go On and on and on and on and on And on and on and on and on and on And on and on and on, am I dope my love???
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| Yeah, word is born I’ll wax anybody
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| Fuck it up Dog, fuck it up dog, fuck it up dog
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| I’ll wax anybody
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| Take a look around pick out a rapper not with this
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| He’ll get ate with the motherfuckin’quickness
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| Take caution I’m full of precaution
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| I’ll battle any MC, but wait there’s more son
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| You wanna step and sweat the whole set
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| Your boys wanna jet but their ass’ll get wet
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| Sprayin’MC’s like a shower
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| You’re bein’snapped but I got the power
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| Tim Dog I’m not a fess and got the best rhymes
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| And put that ass to rest
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| Suckas wanna riff and say yo he’s wack
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| I’ll give him a track and send him home with a ax in his back
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| Cause you shouldn’ta been sleepin
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| Now here’s a rhyme I’ve been keepin
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| Flex and do a fish check and break necks
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| Follow the path of Malcolm X, who’s next?
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| Punchin’MC’s in their 3rd eye
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| Bitches are laughin’now they’re callin’you dead eye
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| Wearin’that fuckin’Raider hat
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| Giants won the Super Bowl, take taht shit back
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| I’m so mad that I could kill a fiend
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| I’m puttin heads in a motherfuckin’guillotine
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| I’m def, don’t take me lightly
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| Fuck Eddie Murphy, I’m rollin’with Spike Lee
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| Yo Tim tell your gettin raw
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| Fuck that shit I gotta rip some more
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| I got the hardcore rap score, elevated folklore
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| Nonsense to ignore, Tim Dog is called y’all
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| I’m simply a hardcore lyricist
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| Suckas get mad, they can drink my piss
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| You wanna run in my face like you’re man?
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| I’ll kick you in the balls like Jackie Chan
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| I’m for real, suckas don’t know the real deal
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| I get fly like Remin>on Steel
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| Or James Bond, blow off your motherfuckin’right arm
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| God damn, cause I’m the bomb
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| You wanna be another mony in the middle
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| Look at your bitch, she’s really in the middle
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| Some one stuck the bitch up her ass, got her pregnant fast
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| Now she’s out for class
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| Tim Dog and I don’t really give a fuck
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| Tellin’MCs to come push their luck
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| And if you’re dope come join the party
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| >From my point of view, I’ll wax anybody
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| Yeah, Tim Dog is here
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| And there’s not a rapper that can’t cause fear
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| Cause I’m suicidal and vital with the title of a tidal
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| I’m strictly a dope rap idol
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| Dog is a name that is seldom used
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| But some time the name is always abused
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| But I’m here to comtemplate and debate the rate of hate
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| To set things straight
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| I hate rappers that think that they’re better
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| When I’m like a Benz and you’re just a Jetta
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| Tryin to front with the confrontable stunt
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| What’cha want, you want me to bust them fronts?
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| So step back, ease back
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| Pull up a chair and watch me snack
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| On sucka MC’s wanna know they’re wack
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| Fuckin’with Dog catch a heart attack
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| I’ll wax anybody
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| Wax that ass
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| I’ma wax that ass |