Dogg Pound A Doggz Day Afternoon Lyrics

A Doggz Day Afternoon Lyrics

INTRO:(DAZ) 



Yeah!Straight up 9-5! 



Kurupt the
motherfuckin Kingpin,Dat Nigga Daz 



Creepin and crawlin through
your hood,smokin,loccin 



Provokin punk motherfuckers like this
stuff.Wuz happenin? 





(KURUPT) 



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 prayin mantis,leavin battered bodies on the canvas 



The burial ground for clowns,open casket 



Trackin niggas
down like fuckin 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 motherfuckin mic 





(DAT NIGGA DAZ)




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 gettin pimped because their game ain't tight -a