Lyrics:
(Note: Performed at the Marquee
Club 19 12 1985)
(Note: Original by Black Sabbath
On album Technical Ecstasy)
I've been gone a long long time
love baby
(There's no love, it's dog love)
I run with shorty, pass off the gun to shorty
Do whatever gots to be done with shorty, straight like that
with your wooden cart that you push along while you walk
Hey, salesman, got a little dog whose tail wags when you talk
You always wear a smile, even
to be alone
Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe
I can feel your energy from two planets away
I got my drink, I got my music
I would
hot dogs and french fries they sell
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby, that's where I'll be
Under the boardwalk, out
a security breach
Don't make me reach point break
I hit you, Point Blank
This ain't a movie dog!
Your SoundScan going down
You better off selling them now
Out
Heaven
Heaven knows that I've made my mistakes
That God, what a guy as I say my grace
Who would of thought by making birds migrate
For the winter I be
to cut the grass
So if I hurt your self-esteem
And you get dissed too bad (Yo why you diss me?)
You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad
to cut the grass
So if I hurt your self-esteem
And you get dissed too bad (Yo why you diss me?)
You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad
We're taking it hard all the time
Why don't we pass it by?
Just reply, you've changed your mind
We're fighting with the eyes of the blind
Taking it
It's the return, East Atlanta, Santa!
Off the wall, off the chain
Off the top, I'm off the leash
So many freaks coming by the spot
Had to move,
Nigga, you pussy, you scared
I can hear your heartbeat
Why the fuck would you come around here?
I can hear your heartbeat
Yeah, you know a dog
and back up off him
Kweli spruce to the tree, Bruce to the Lee
The real emcee, that your favorite rapper used to be
One by one I knock 'em out like Schoolly
don't dog me anymore
I was here in the beginning and I'll be here 4ever more
Acknowledge me, I only want to be your friend
I can make you happy
They say I talk like a chulo (chulo)
I live in Mars, I'm not Bruno
Bitch I'm a dog, call me Cujo
You play your cards, I reverse on you all
And I
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
a n**** reach
My dogs will bite you and guess who the n**** leash
I was once told by my n**** Meach
You feed a sucka' he just grow to be a bigger leach
about that? What you know about that?
What you know about that? Hey, I know all about that
See me in your city, sitting pretty, know I'm shining, dog
and all my dogs' smellin fear
PLUS, even my n****z from the Bede say you hella-scared
Truth or consequences, and all senses be well-aware
Your style -
me, crazy
So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"
Screaming, "Jesus, save me"
You know how the game be, I can't let 'em change me
'Cause
then broke
Nothin' can't stop my continuous poke
Compound porno flick music
Daddy came with it when I wrote it
Dirt Dog be bouncin' on bitches like
From the album the hurdy gurdy man
Hi, it's been a long time, you're looking fine,
Proud as any woman should be, proud of womankind.
My, your hair
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
A little louder
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
And if by chance this is my grand finale
Bury
Every time I see your face I get all wet between my legs
Every time you pass me by, I heave a sigh of pain
Every time I see your face I think
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