A Doggz Day Afternoon
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โฑ๏ธ 2:46 duration
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๐ Lyrics
Yeah! Straight up nine to five
Kurupt the motherfucking Kingpin, dat nigga Daz
Creeping and crawling through your hood, smoking, loccin
Provoking punk motherfuckers like this stuff, wuz happening?
In the dead of winter is when I kick my coldest phrases
Mentalest telepathy, lyrically it amazes
Constructioning thoughts that's as lethal as turpentine
An expert when I flex rhymes feared like ex-cons
In my zone (zone) you can't even find like Atlantis
Stalk like a praying mantis, leaving battered bodies on the canvas
The burial ground for clowns, open casket
Tracking niggas down like fucking basset hounds
Tragic how the mic gets handled
Prodigious like a vandal on a midnight scandal
The scramble like Randall abusive when I recite on the stage
Double access with a brand new motherfucking mic
Can I grab the microphone and spit some shit that's known
To blow the mind of Michelangelo's poems
For rusty motherfuckers to be acting like they all in
With the click got checks that shit
And once again it's on and it's on with the gangsta shit
I create the beats that beats the fucks right outta ya speakers
Am so blown, shown for lootin? Grab the microphone alone
Like Jodeci, notice-see ya self needs help
The homie style got the strap on deck
Don't neglect the fact I can make you or break you (Break you)
Awake you to a new plateau wit' mo' hoes
Now the paper is made, now don't think twice
Niggas is getting pimped because their game ain't tight
Now well, well (well), where the ballers dwell
Another day, another dollar, Blueberry to sell
I makes that fast cash, hmm dat Nigga Dax
I'm quicker ta out slick ya, blast in half
DPG-eliminates the whole area beyond the thought dismembering
Motherfuck surrendering. who, what, when, let's tear shit the fuck up
The homies cooling while you an' ya chest get fucking blue an'
Provoke us, survey with the superior focus
I'm that nigga like dad, crooked as scoliosis
It's impossible to survive on my arrival when I arrive
It's left to ya instict of survival
Mashin, cashing in chips I gotta loose sadistic sick mind
You define it I'm mentally silly and batter
It doesn't matter when ya into it
Ya just entered in a war-zone all alone with ya microphone unguarded
I just started poetical poltergeist precise and cold-hearted
Empty, tempt me, simply ya get shot
Ya forgot I'm down to empty out my clip on ya block
Stop let the whole place evacuate
Wait until we're face-to-face then it escalates
Duck-down, Kurupt clowns niggas daily, hos can't play me
Observe I serve those that betray me
I ain't never seen a joint that I couldn't light
And I ain't never seen a buster that didn't fight
I ain't never seen a G that would go for that
Especially when he knows Tha dogg Pound got his back
I ain't never seen a game that did multiply
We getting kinda deep, yeah the crew'll die
And who am I?
And who am I?
That crazy motherfucker from the DPG
Do or die!
Kurupt the motherfucking Kingpin, dat nigga Daz
Creeping and crawling through your hood, smoking, loccin
Provoking punk motherfuckers like this stuff, wuz happening?
In the dead of winter is when I kick my coldest phrases
Mentalest telepathy, lyrically it amazes
Constructioning thoughts that's as lethal as turpentine
An expert when I flex rhymes feared like ex-cons
In my zone (zone) you can't even find like Atlantis
Stalk like a praying mantis, leaving battered bodies on the canvas
The burial ground for clowns, open casket
Tracking niggas down like fucking basset hounds
Tragic how the mic gets handled
Prodigious like a vandal on a midnight scandal
The scramble like Randall abusive when I recite on the stage
Double access with a brand new motherfucking mic
Can I grab the microphone and spit some shit that's known
To blow the mind of Michelangelo's poems
For rusty motherfuckers to be acting like they all in
With the click got checks that shit
And once again it's on and it's on with the gangsta shit
I create the beats that beats the fucks right outta ya speakers
Am so blown, shown for lootin? Grab the microphone alone
Like Jodeci, notice-see ya self needs help
The homie style got the strap on deck
Don't neglect the fact I can make you or break you (Break you)
Awake you to a new plateau wit' mo' hoes
Now the paper is made, now don't think twice
Niggas is getting pimped because their game ain't tight
Now well, well (well), where the ballers dwell
Another day, another dollar, Blueberry to sell
I makes that fast cash, hmm dat Nigga Dax
I'm quicker ta out slick ya, blast in half
DPG-eliminates the whole area beyond the thought dismembering
Motherfuck surrendering. who, what, when, let's tear shit the fuck up
The homies cooling while you an' ya chest get fucking blue an'
Provoke us, survey with the superior focus
I'm that nigga like dad, crooked as scoliosis
It's impossible to survive on my arrival when I arrive
It's left to ya instict of survival
Mashin, cashing in chips I gotta loose sadistic sick mind
You define it I'm mentally silly and batter
It doesn't matter when ya into it
Ya just entered in a war-zone all alone with ya microphone unguarded
I just started poetical poltergeist precise and cold-hearted
Empty, tempt me, simply ya get shot
Ya forgot I'm down to empty out my clip on ya block
Stop let the whole place evacuate
Wait until we're face-to-face then it escalates
Duck-down, Kurupt clowns niggas daily, hos can't play me
Observe I serve those that betray me
I ain't never seen a joint that I couldn't light
And I ain't never seen a buster that didn't fight
I ain't never seen a G that would go for that
Especially when he knows Tha dogg Pound got his back
I ain't never seen a game that did multiply
We getting kinda deep, yeah the crew'll die
And who am I?
And who am I?
That crazy motherfucker from the DPG
Do or die!
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.13] Yeah! Straight up nine to five
[00:05.09] Kurupt the motherfucking Kingpin, dat nigga Daz
[00:10.19] Creeping and crawling through your hood, smoking, loccin
[00:15.50] Provoking punk motherfuckers like this stuff, wuz happening?
[00:20.13] In the dead of winter is when I kick my coldest phrases
[00:22.66] Mentalest telepathy, lyrically it amazes
[00:25.16] Constructioning thoughts that's as lethal as turpentine
[00:27.89] An expert when I flex rhymes feared like ex-cons
[00:30.02] In my zone (zone) you can't even find like Atlantis
[00:32.48] Stalk like a praying mantis, leaving battered bodies on the canvas
[00:35.78] The burial ground for clowns, open casket
[00:38.66] Tracking niggas down like fucking basset hounds
[00:41.03] Tragic how the mic gets handled
[00:42.93] Prodigious like a vandal on a midnight scandal
[00:45.44] The scramble like Randall abusive when I recite on the stage
[00:48.47] Double access with a brand new motherfucking mic
[00:50.85] Can I grab the microphone and spit some shit that's known
[00:53.19] To blow the mind of Michelangelo's poems
[00:55.38] For rusty motherfuckers to be acting like they all in
[01:00.23] With the click got checks that shit
[01:02.26] And once again it's on and it's on with the gangsta shit
[01:05.21] I create the beats that beats the fucks right outta ya speakers
[01:07.87] Am so blown, shown for lootin? Grab the microphone alone
[01:10.49] Like Jodeci, notice-see ya self needs help
[01:13.01] The homie style got the strap on deck
[01:15.08] Don't neglect the fact I can make you or break you (Break you)
[01:17.50] Awake you to a new plateau wit' mo' hoes
[01:20.46] Now the paper is made, now don't think twice
[01:22.54] Niggas is getting pimped because their game ain't tight
[01:24.95] Now well, well (well), where the ballers dwell
[01:27.67] Another day, another dollar, Blueberry to sell
[01:30.17] I makes that fast cash, hmm dat Nigga Dax
[01:32.94] I'm quicker ta out slick ya, blast in half
[01:36.17] DPG-eliminates the whole area beyond the thought dismembering
[01:39.17] Motherfuck surrendering. who, what, when, let's tear shit the fuck up
[01:42.88] The homies cooling while you an' ya chest get fucking blue an'
[01:45.63] Provoke us, survey with the superior focus
[01:48.03] I'm that nigga like dad, crooked as scoliosis
[01:50.68] It's impossible to survive on my arrival when I arrive
[01:54.06] It's left to ya instict of survival
[01:55.92] Mashin, cashing in chips I gotta loose sadistic sick mind
[01:59.17] You define it I'm mentally silly and batter
[02:01.52] It doesn't matter when ya into it
[02:03.16] Ya just entered in a war-zone all alone with ya microphone unguarded
[02:07.00] I just started poetical poltergeist precise and cold-hearted
[02:10.97] Empty, tempt me, simply ya get shot
[02:13.13] Ya forgot I'm down to empty out my clip on ya block
[02:15.77] Stop let the whole place evacuate
[02:18.46] Wait until we're face-to-face then it escalates
[02:20.71] Duck-down, Kurupt clowns niggas daily, hos can't play me
[02:23.79] Observe I serve those that betray me
[02:26.53] I ain't never seen a joint that I couldn't light
[02:28.02] And I ain't never seen a buster that didn't fight
[02:30.47] I ain't never seen a G that would go for that
[02:33.02] Especially when he knows Tha dogg Pound got his back
[02:35.64] I ain't never seen a game that did multiply
[02:38.15] We getting kinda deep, yeah the crew'll die
[02:40.73] And who am I?
[02:41.89] And who am I?
[02:42.89] That crazy motherfucker from the DPG
[02:45.09] Do or die!
[02:45.27]
[00:05.09] Kurupt the motherfucking Kingpin, dat nigga Daz
[00:10.19] Creeping and crawling through your hood, smoking, loccin
[00:15.50] Provoking punk motherfuckers like this stuff, wuz happening?
[00:20.13] In the dead of winter is when I kick my coldest phrases
[00:22.66] Mentalest telepathy, lyrically it amazes
[00:25.16] Constructioning thoughts that's as lethal as turpentine
[00:27.89] An expert when I flex rhymes feared like ex-cons
[00:30.02] In my zone (zone) you can't even find like Atlantis
[00:32.48] Stalk like a praying mantis, leaving battered bodies on the canvas
[00:35.78] The burial ground for clowns, open casket
[00:38.66] Tracking niggas down like fucking basset hounds
[00:41.03] Tragic how the mic gets handled
[00:42.93] Prodigious like a vandal on a midnight scandal
[00:45.44] The scramble like Randall abusive when I recite on the stage
[00:48.47] Double access with a brand new motherfucking mic
[00:50.85] Can I grab the microphone and spit some shit that's known
[00:53.19] To blow the mind of Michelangelo's poems
[00:55.38] For rusty motherfuckers to be acting like they all in
[01:00.23] With the click got checks that shit
[01:02.26] And once again it's on and it's on with the gangsta shit
[01:05.21] I create the beats that beats the fucks right outta ya speakers
[01:07.87] Am so blown, shown for lootin? Grab the microphone alone
[01:10.49] Like Jodeci, notice-see ya self needs help
[01:13.01] The homie style got the strap on deck
[01:15.08] Don't neglect the fact I can make you or break you (Break you)
[01:17.50] Awake you to a new plateau wit' mo' hoes
[01:20.46] Now the paper is made, now don't think twice
[01:22.54] Niggas is getting pimped because their game ain't tight
[01:24.95] Now well, well (well), where the ballers dwell
[01:27.67] Another day, another dollar, Blueberry to sell
[01:30.17] I makes that fast cash, hmm dat Nigga Dax
[01:32.94] I'm quicker ta out slick ya, blast in half
[01:36.17] DPG-eliminates the whole area beyond the thought dismembering
[01:39.17] Motherfuck surrendering. who, what, when, let's tear shit the fuck up
[01:42.88] The homies cooling while you an' ya chest get fucking blue an'
[01:45.63] Provoke us, survey with the superior focus
[01:48.03] I'm that nigga like dad, crooked as scoliosis
[01:50.68] It's impossible to survive on my arrival when I arrive
[01:54.06] It's left to ya instict of survival
[01:55.92] Mashin, cashing in chips I gotta loose sadistic sick mind
[01:59.17] You define it I'm mentally silly and batter
[02:01.52] It doesn't matter when ya into it
[02:03.16] Ya just entered in a war-zone all alone with ya microphone unguarded
[02:07.00] I just started poetical poltergeist precise and cold-hearted
[02:10.97] Empty, tempt me, simply ya get shot
[02:13.13] Ya forgot I'm down to empty out my clip on ya block
[02:15.77] Stop let the whole place evacuate
[02:18.46] Wait until we're face-to-face then it escalates
[02:20.71] Duck-down, Kurupt clowns niggas daily, hos can't play me
[02:23.79] Observe I serve those that betray me
[02:26.53] I ain't never seen a joint that I couldn't light
[02:28.02] And I ain't never seen a buster that didn't fight
[02:30.47] I ain't never seen a G that would go for that
[02:33.02] Especially when he knows Tha dogg Pound got his back
[02:35.64] I ain't never seen a game that did multiply
[02:38.15] We getting kinda deep, yeah the crew'll die
[02:40.73] And who am I?
[02:41.89] And who am I?
[02:42.89] That crazy motherfucker from the DPG
[02:45.09] Do or die!
[02:45.27]