Intro: Dogg Pound



What up?

Like that muthafucka, ay blaze it up!

Like that muthafucka

(Don't shoot!)



Verse One: Kurupt



Now my rhymes, are as potent as pipebombs

It takes time to concoct rhymes like mines

Like land mines, all set to explode

Microphones, all set to unload

So, watch the means, watch the zone

I made it different with a million dead MC microphones

And they all wanted back by their peeps

Sleep if you dare, cause death catch niggaz when they sleep

Beware of the consequences, it's senseless

to face a prosecuted life or death MC sentence

Travel through your inner thoughts

Just to vision how far I can get, explore to the inner core

and ain't stopped yet, continue the journey

Cause all that shit you kick just don't concern me

You can't U-turn me, back... to... reality... where niggaz pack straps

and they mentality react so violently to leave MC's breathin silently

with hollow point talons for the violence

Ain't no harmin me, ain't got no love for no hoes in harmony

It's easy to find MC's to execute

Chances of survival too small to compute

Recognize, like this was Samuel Sneed

I grip the microphone continue with my devilish deeds

Cause all I see, in my M-I-N-D

Is D-P-G, for L-I-F-E

And all I see, on the M-I-C

Is another mangled MC opposin me

Supposed to be, regulatin in this rap era

Made one error up against the microphone terror

It takes two to tangle

I told Daz don't worry like Keith Murray I'ma strangle

MC's, with the microphone cord

You don't faze, your thoughts been invaded and explored

I know the ins and the outs to you buddy

I know where you live, and how you make your money

I came t