Do What I Feel
Now here's the perfect mix to let it bubble and foam Wait three seconds, then watch the microphone get blown It's the mischievous, lyrical genius on the loose And I pack the deuce-deuce of some act right juice I'm in my own, space and time The elevation of my rhymes to elevate your mind It's a clear blue sky and a clear blue day Fo' a G from D-P-G to wear clear blue and gray I come, I came, I am, I ain't The nigga you wants to f*ck with, get peeled like paint Bottoms up, nigga, give it all ya got From the bottom to the top, or get shanked, get shot Provocative footage of this lyrical abuse transgression From this infectious interlude, they on the loose and unstoppable Daz, my motherfuckin' nigga from back in the past Now imagine yourself in a bottomless pit With no way of climbin' out, and this ain't the punishment Deadly as crystal crack, how should I react? With intentions to keep on mashin', strap for strap Is this my boundary from county to county? Your homies wanna try to soak me like Bounty? Dogg Pound Gangsta all day, all night Partyin' like a motherfucker now, all night But, uh, simple as fact I been wantin' to serve your whole fuckin' crew (wassup?) Now whatchu wanna do? (Hmm, whatchu wanna do? Yeah) Load up your weapon, slowly step in Caught your homie straight slippin' You shoulda known from the jump, nigga, that I was trippin' I gets to bustin' (blaow-blaow) (what?) You gets to duckin' (blaow-blaow) (what?) Dogg Pound Gangsta gets to dippin' in the Cutlass (what?) My performance is enormous, the way that I stay up on 'em I catch 'em and let 'em have it, what's up with my opponents? I hold it down for the 2-1, I'll be gunned down by no one Forever I reign, top Dogg number one My rhymes are so unexplainable and Doggs that's untrainable Uncontainable, my mind state's so strainable, huh I'm a D-P-G-C for life I do what I feel and I do what I like (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) I'ma D-P-G-C for life I do what I feel and I do what I like (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) I'm a D-P-G-C for life I'ma do what I feel and, I'ma do what I like (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) I'm a D-P-G-C for life I'ma do what I feel and I'ma do what I like (nigga) I'll hit ya like shots from the homie strap I smoke indo, and I sip Cognac Give a f*ck whatcha name is, I tell ya quick Face to face, punk, you can eat a dick 'Cause you're all out of time, out of sight Out of mind, somethin' I wouldn't do without a nine I got a pocket full of papers and a trunk full of beat Mashin' all through the streets rollin' with some heat I'm heated, repeat it, day after day Daily survival tactics in LA I'm on point and alert With skills like a huntin' expert, f*ck around and get hurt Worked, I puts in work like a chemist Mentally known to cause motherfuckin' dilemmas See me in black and beware It's a Dogg Pound Gangsta on the loose out there Now here's the kickoff, as I'm about to rip off Rage is knockin' lips off, travellin' like a spitball, I hit y'all Right between the eyes, smack dab in the middle With my rhymes or my riddles Ain't got no time to fiddle, faddle Dibble, dabble, gotta rock like Fraggle I'm hittin' so hard that I'm leavin' 'em snaggled Like Leon Spinks this black cat's got ya jinxed F*ck around and you'll get chipped off like the Sphinx Think about it, better yet, forget it Uh, play like En Vogue 'cause you're never gonna get it The style, the flavor, the flow, the soloist Hit you in a second, one, two, mic-checkin' That's my lethal weapon like a chain and ball I'm wreckin' shop, TEC and Glock Not in my pocket, no need for cockin' gauges Just flip the scripts and rippin' pages Rage is the amazin', trail-blazin' Close shavin' like Norelco, you can't let go, hell no I'm that lyrical murderer Stranded on the Row with my ill type flow and, uh
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