De La Soul

De La Soul - Dog Eat Dog lyrics

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It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)

I'll be gone like you're wishin (and i'm out)

'Cause i ain't got time

For hangin around

When you're fuckin' my love

In all the wrong places

It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)

I'll be gone like you're wishin (and i'm out)

'Cause i ain't got time

For hangin around

When you're fuckin' my love

In all the wrong places

Extra, extra

What's that all about?

I'm wishin the position

Of my loving's sorted out

I shed a tear cause i'm hearin'

Nothing new or particular

Status once parallel

Now it's perpendicular

And everything is just as clear as day

Realistically explicit

In the things you say

I guess a "bitch" in the batter's

Gonna make the flavor fatter

But you gots to keep it for real

Forget about your jewels and gems

You won't be needin

None of them

The tool'll fix the era

My mellow used to wear a

Namebuckle, now he chuckle

'Cause he earn a dime Quicker

Talkin bout a burnin'

Sippin on some malt liQuor

And all these kiddies

Wishin they were supa emcees

But to earn my "s"

I had to learn some less

About a crime'll make million

A dime'll make a call

I'd rather hop on the line

And drop a rhyme to prince paul

Cause it's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)

I'll be gone like you're wishin (and i'm out)

'Cause i ain't got time

For hangin around

When you're fuckin' my love

In all the wrong places

Hey kid

What's the word?

Man, it's all about mind

Keeping focused

On them self-mechanisms of rhyme

So no longer stand erect

'Cause your thoughts are drained

Walkin' round

Manifesting attributes of shame

Used to sQuabble for the mic

But now accordingly

We act

Unless a club can't afford the fee

We act

So name that any best man

To put us under

Created from the ground

Yet know nothin

'Bout the under

Take a glimpse

At them pimps

Playin record exec

Addin up all your zeros

So's to cut you a check

Saying why the blunder wonder

Could've g'd today

So you can put up some swings

For your seed to play

But a swing ain't that important

When the park's around the corner

Filled with life causing death

Greeting victims for the morning

It was the moment i feared

Nah, the moment i steered

Upon the right path

To know the right math

To over stand

It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)

I'll be gone like you're wishin (and i'm out)

'Cause i ain't got time

For hangin around

When you're fuckin my love

In all the wrong places

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