Can't Fuck Around
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โฑ๏ธ 3:40 duration
๐ ID: 10575131
๐ Lyrics
Suffering succotash
I'll harass and whip another rapper's ass fast
If he try to get past
My hard core rhythm addict, words of metaphor
My rhymes are better for, so go ahead and let it pour
You be waiting for a rapper just like me
Tim Dog, D-O-G
So get up, sit down, matter of fact, step off
Your soft, your just like a cold with a cough
You need to be cured and reinsured
And what you may seem to be
But let's see
Forget it punk, you're just dying
If you don't have the talent, there's no sense in trying
Try and defeat me, can't compete with me
Cheat me, treat me bad or just damn beat me
But it won't work
The Dog is no joke
All your ideas are up in smoke
It's realistic, to bad you missed it
Something's in my pants, jump in down and kiss it
Call me your papi, daddy, honorable father
But diss Tim Dog, why bother?
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
Roll the dice, cracked, hot damn
I'm not who you think I am
I don't need a cane, cause I don't limp
Tim Dog's a pimp and not a wimp
He's a subject matter without the chit chatter
You're looking at a brother that's badder
To manifest, guess the rest at best
Put up the test, yes and watch a sucker ass fess
I'm the man and all the girls love me
Fuck around, and try to be above me
You want to play me like I ought to be taught
Remember, I ain't taking no shots
I'm gonna get mine and you get yours
And just cause your girl want to give me some drawers
Don't get mad and try to give me some static
My posse is thick, and automatic
What I got bringing up the force
My brother L-King leading of the source
And Ced Gee with a nine in hand
The suckers out there don't understand
Yo, that I committed, rhymes get with it
Sucker try to get it, but they can't fit it
I flow like a river, rhymes I deliver
Make MC's shiver
Who? Who? Who? And I give ya
A devastating rhyme that is good to go
Fuck with the Dog, you just don't know
I crush and must, I bust the fuss, disgust the husk
Think you're better than Dog you're on dust
Ballistic, mystic, gifted, twisted, shifted, lifted
Slop ya like I'm serving a biscuit
I'll cruise right by you, I play ya
And I'll return like a son of a Jedi
You got smashed and crashed in a flash
Boom, bash, you know that ass won't last
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
Super superb, mass hysteria, worry a harrier
My rhymes deliver you like a messenger carrier
Double ya, and start scheme and beam and redeem
A technique to mixes, I'm creamin'
Motivate and innovate, participate
Goddamn, it's time to eliminate
Coo-Coo for Cocoa Puffs, eat your Rice Krispies
Turn to the Hulk for my man Bill Bixby
Flame on, turn into the Human Torch
Scorch, drinking lemonade on a porch
Trust in God, you're not hard
Get a body guard, I'll pull a card
And fake niggas get scared
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
I'll harass and whip another rapper's ass fast
If he try to get past
My hard core rhythm addict, words of metaphor
My rhymes are better for, so go ahead and let it pour
You be waiting for a rapper just like me
Tim Dog, D-O-G
So get up, sit down, matter of fact, step off
Your soft, your just like a cold with a cough
You need to be cured and reinsured
And what you may seem to be
But let's see
Forget it punk, you're just dying
If you don't have the talent, there's no sense in trying
Try and defeat me, can't compete with me
Cheat me, treat me bad or just damn beat me
But it won't work
The Dog is no joke
All your ideas are up in smoke
It's realistic, to bad you missed it
Something's in my pants, jump in down and kiss it
Call me your papi, daddy, honorable father
But diss Tim Dog, why bother?
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
Roll the dice, cracked, hot damn
I'm not who you think I am
I don't need a cane, cause I don't limp
Tim Dog's a pimp and not a wimp
He's a subject matter without the chit chatter
You're looking at a brother that's badder
To manifest, guess the rest at best
Put up the test, yes and watch a sucker ass fess
I'm the man and all the girls love me
Fuck around, and try to be above me
You want to play me like I ought to be taught
Remember, I ain't taking no shots
I'm gonna get mine and you get yours
And just cause your girl want to give me some drawers
Don't get mad and try to give me some static
My posse is thick, and automatic
What I got bringing up the force
My brother L-King leading of the source
And Ced Gee with a nine in hand
The suckers out there don't understand
Yo, that I committed, rhymes get with it
Sucker try to get it, but they can't fit it
I flow like a river, rhymes I deliver
Make MC's shiver
Who? Who? Who? And I give ya
A devastating rhyme that is good to go
Fuck with the Dog, you just don't know
I crush and must, I bust the fuss, disgust the husk
Think you're better than Dog you're on dust
Ballistic, mystic, gifted, twisted, shifted, lifted
Slop ya like I'm serving a biscuit
I'll cruise right by you, I play ya
And I'll return like a son of a Jedi
You got smashed and crashed in a flash
Boom, bash, you know that ass won't last
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
Super superb, mass hysteria, worry a harrier
My rhymes deliver you like a messenger carrier
Double ya, and start scheme and beam and redeem
A technique to mixes, I'm creamin'
Motivate and innovate, participate
Goddamn, it's time to eliminate
Coo-Coo for Cocoa Puffs, eat your Rice Krispies
Turn to the Hulk for my man Bill Bixby
Flame on, turn into the Human Torch
Scorch, drinking lemonade on a porch
Trust in God, you're not hard
Get a body guard, I'll pull a card
And fake niggas get scared
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
You can't fuck around
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:30.60] Suffering succotash
[00:31.87] I'll harass and whip another rapper's ass fast
[00:34.13] If he try to get past
[00:35.10] My hard core rhythm addict, words of metaphor
[00:37.37] My rhymes are better for, so go ahead and let it pour
[00:39.95] You be waiting for a rapper just like me
[00:41.83] Tim Dog, D-O-G
[00:43.70] So get up, sit down, matter of fact, step off
[00:45.76] Your soft, your just like a cold with a cough
[00:48.01] You need to be cured and reinsured
[00:50.17] And what you may seem to be
[00:51.31] But let's see
[00:52.16] Forget it punk, you're just dying
[00:54.38] If you don't have the talent, there's no sense in trying
[00:56.59] Try and defeat me, can't compete with me
[00:58.47] Cheat me, treat me bad or just damn beat me
[01:00.90] But it won't work
[01:01.54] The Dog is no joke
[01:02.82] All your ideas are up in smoke
[01:04.81] It's realistic, to bad you missed it
[01:07.18] Something's in my pants, jump in down and kiss it
[01:09.10] Call me your papi, daddy, honorable father
[01:11.26] But diss Tim Dog, why bother?
[01:13.55] You can't fuck around
[01:15.76] You can't fuck around
[01:17.65] You can't fuck around
[01:19.79] You can't fuck around
[01:21.92] You can't fuck around
[01:24.03] You can't fuck around
[01:26.13] You can't fuck around
[01:29.69] Roll the dice, cracked, hot damn
[01:32.74] I'm not who you think I am
[01:34.30] I don't need a cane, cause I don't limp
[01:36.42] Tim Dog's a pimp and not a wimp
[01:38.33] He's a subject matter without the chit chatter
[01:40.89] You're looking at a brother that's badder
[01:42.78] To manifest, guess the rest at best
[01:44.46] Put up the test, yes and watch a sucker ass fess
[01:47.30] I'm the man and all the girls love me
[01:49.43] Fuck around, and try to be above me
[01:51.58] You want to play me like I ought to be taught
[01:53.27] Remember, I ain't taking no shots
[01:55.76] I'm gonna get mine and you get yours
[01:57.74] And just cause your girl want to give me some drawers
[01:59.85] Don't get mad and try to give me some static
[02:01.75] My posse is thick, and automatic
[02:04.00] What I got bringing up the force
[02:05.97] My brother L-King leading of the source
[02:08.38] And Ced Gee with a nine in hand
[02:10.12] The suckers out there don't understand
[02:12.29] Yo, that I committed, rhymes get with it
[02:14.56] Sucker try to get it, but they can't fit it
[02:16.41] I flow like a river, rhymes I deliver
[02:18.73] Make MC's shiver
[02:19.71] Who? Who? Who? And I give ya
[02:20.87] A devastating rhyme that is good to go
[02:22.99] Fuck with the Dog, you just don't know
[02:24.99] I crush and must, I bust the fuss, disgust the husk
[02:27.59] Think you're better than Dog you're on dust
[02:29.22] Ballistic, mystic, gifted, twisted, shifted, lifted
[02:31.83] Slop ya like I'm serving a biscuit
[02:33.19] I'll cruise right by you, I play ya
[02:35.76] And I'll return like a son of a Jedi
[02:37.94] You got smashed and crashed in a flash
[02:39.61] Boom, bash, you know that ass won't last
[02:42.30] You can't fuck around
[02:44.23] You can't fuck around
[02:46.39] You can't fuck around
[02:48.55] You can't fuck around
[02:50.43] You can't fuck around
[02:52.72] You can't fuck around
[02:54.72] You can't fuck around
[02:58.60] Super superb, mass hysteria, worry a harrier
[03:00.78] My rhymes deliver you like a messenger carrier
[03:03.16] Double ya, and start scheme and beam and redeem
[03:05.44] A technique to mixes, I'm creamin'
[03:07.31] Motivate and innovate, participate
[03:09.65] Goddamn, it's time to eliminate
[03:11.41] Coo-Coo for Cocoa Puffs, eat your Rice Krispies
[03:13.59] Turn to the Hulk for my man Bill Bixby
[03:15.76] Flame on, turn into the Human Torch
[03:17.98] Scorch, drinking lemonade on a porch
[03:19.95] Trust in God, you're not hard
[03:21.38] Get a body guard, I'll pull a card
[03:22.73] And fake niggas get scared
[03:24.26] You can't fuck around
[03:26.47] You can't fuck around
[03:28.61] You can't fuck around
[03:30.55] You can't fuck around
[03:32.55] You can't fuck around
[03:34.84] You can't fuck around
[03:36.29]
[00:31.87] I'll harass and whip another rapper's ass fast
[00:34.13] If he try to get past
[00:35.10] My hard core rhythm addict, words of metaphor
[00:37.37] My rhymes are better for, so go ahead and let it pour
[00:39.95] You be waiting for a rapper just like me
[00:41.83] Tim Dog, D-O-G
[00:43.70] So get up, sit down, matter of fact, step off
[00:45.76] Your soft, your just like a cold with a cough
[00:48.01] You need to be cured and reinsured
[00:50.17] And what you may seem to be
[00:51.31] But let's see
[00:52.16] Forget it punk, you're just dying
[00:54.38] If you don't have the talent, there's no sense in trying
[00:56.59] Try and defeat me, can't compete with me
[00:58.47] Cheat me, treat me bad or just damn beat me
[01:00.90] But it won't work
[01:01.54] The Dog is no joke
[01:02.82] All your ideas are up in smoke
[01:04.81] It's realistic, to bad you missed it
[01:07.18] Something's in my pants, jump in down and kiss it
[01:09.10] Call me your papi, daddy, honorable father
[01:11.26] But diss Tim Dog, why bother?
[01:13.55] You can't fuck around
[01:15.76] You can't fuck around
[01:17.65] You can't fuck around
[01:19.79] You can't fuck around
[01:21.92] You can't fuck around
[01:24.03] You can't fuck around
[01:26.13] You can't fuck around
[01:29.69] Roll the dice, cracked, hot damn
[01:32.74] I'm not who you think I am
[01:34.30] I don't need a cane, cause I don't limp
[01:36.42] Tim Dog's a pimp and not a wimp
[01:38.33] He's a subject matter without the chit chatter
[01:40.89] You're looking at a brother that's badder
[01:42.78] To manifest, guess the rest at best
[01:44.46] Put up the test, yes and watch a sucker ass fess
[01:47.30] I'm the man and all the girls love me
[01:49.43] Fuck around, and try to be above me
[01:51.58] You want to play me like I ought to be taught
[01:53.27] Remember, I ain't taking no shots
[01:55.76] I'm gonna get mine and you get yours
[01:57.74] And just cause your girl want to give me some drawers
[01:59.85] Don't get mad and try to give me some static
[02:01.75] My posse is thick, and automatic
[02:04.00] What I got bringing up the force
[02:05.97] My brother L-King leading of the source
[02:08.38] And Ced Gee with a nine in hand
[02:10.12] The suckers out there don't understand
[02:12.29] Yo, that I committed, rhymes get with it
[02:14.56] Sucker try to get it, but they can't fit it
[02:16.41] I flow like a river, rhymes I deliver
[02:18.73] Make MC's shiver
[02:19.71] Who? Who? Who? And I give ya
[02:20.87] A devastating rhyme that is good to go
[02:22.99] Fuck with the Dog, you just don't know
[02:24.99] I crush and must, I bust the fuss, disgust the husk
[02:27.59] Think you're better than Dog you're on dust
[02:29.22] Ballistic, mystic, gifted, twisted, shifted, lifted
[02:31.83] Slop ya like I'm serving a biscuit
[02:33.19] I'll cruise right by you, I play ya
[02:35.76] And I'll return like a son of a Jedi
[02:37.94] You got smashed and crashed in a flash
[02:39.61] Boom, bash, you know that ass won't last
[02:42.30] You can't fuck around
[02:44.23] You can't fuck around
[02:46.39] You can't fuck around
[02:48.55] You can't fuck around
[02:50.43] You can't fuck around
[02:52.72] You can't fuck around
[02:54.72] You can't fuck around
[02:58.60] Super superb, mass hysteria, worry a harrier
[03:00.78] My rhymes deliver you like a messenger carrier
[03:03.16] Double ya, and start scheme and beam and redeem
[03:05.44] A technique to mixes, I'm creamin'
[03:07.31] Motivate and innovate, participate
[03:09.65] Goddamn, it's time to eliminate
[03:11.41] Coo-Coo for Cocoa Puffs, eat your Rice Krispies
[03:13.59] Turn to the Hulk for my man Bill Bixby
[03:15.76] Flame on, turn into the Human Torch
[03:17.98] Scorch, drinking lemonade on a porch
[03:19.95] Trust in God, you're not hard
[03:21.38] Get a body guard, I'll pull a card
[03:22.73] And fake niggas get scared
[03:24.26] You can't fuck around
[03:26.47] You can't fuck around
[03:28.61] You can't fuck around
[03:30.55] You can't fuck around
[03:32.55] You can't fuck around
[03:34.84] You can't fuck around
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