De La Soul

De La Soul - Dog Eat Dog lyrics

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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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Author: ?

Composer: Dave Jolicoeur, Maseo, Posdnuos

Publisher: Rhino Records (2)

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Released in: 2012

Language: English

Appearing on: Stakes Is High (1996)

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