Featuring Daz Rage]

[Rage]

All ways and forever forever and all ways

the rhythm will flow from now and through all days

as long as the sun shines

as long as Eisenours on the dime

yo I'll be kickin the rhyme

One time for ya mind your soul your body

D o g's on the side of me smooth as E & J

hard as Bacardi smackin those yaddy yacks and ducks keep quackin

hands that are clappin end up cracklin

under the heat the pressure from the one thats deffer

Egyptian ruler will call me cleo ro Nefertiti yes indeedi

got the eyes of the beedie-body from Tahiti

voice of the will lyrics blow

chills up ya spine thats illslow

all thoughts in ya mind drop a yo

came in the front but you be kicked through the back door

for tryin to step, tryin to come incorrect

tryin to play the left, tryin to start a mess

tryin to cause fuss, tryin to raise a ruckus...Huh

you'll end up ashes to ashes, dusk to dusk

a busta you musta been fuckin on drugs

and alcohol back off, all a yall up against the wall

spread em, doggs go get em and

cuff em and stuff em, cold shed em dont let em

not a word, not another one heard

if you try you die, visions blurred, speech slurred

served with a cherry on top

Rage in effect I just begun to rock

Yeah rock on witcha bad self R A G E!

rock on witcha bad self R A G E !

Rock on witcha bad self R A G E !

Rock on witcha bad self....

[Daz]

Yo..Im Dat Nigga Daz who packs a tre-8 slug

a true nigga from the hood and the pound gives love

Yo see...niggas wanna be down but never came around

so back up off my nuts and stop sweatin the pound

you see niggas get broke off like 1,2,3

cuz Im the D-A to the..(D-A-to the..)

D-A- to the Z

Now G'z pay attention to this young ass mack daddy

in a caddy-haddy, not known about the city

where the niggas hang around

so I roll em up and hit em up wit the motherfuckin Dogg Pound

[Kurupt]

I'm rough and rugged and up till to the dirt

I'm from the Dogg Pound nigga so Im puttin in work

I'm no joke who the fuck you tryin to provoke

(1-8-7)It's cool how his ass got smoked

I don't drink no fuckin Vsop

I drink the motherfuckin O.G., O-E

Im from the clik that be kickin the gangsta shit bitch

real niggas real G'z wit real big dicks

I hit em up wit the Pound

so what you wanna throw up

claimin your cocaine or cavi when you blow up

know what? the Pounds in the motherfuckin house

back again we try to get high as we kin

Dr.Dre be kickin phat rhymes and produce and kick shit

I gets more wicked than Beetlejuice

Motherfuckers get battered so scatter

before I keep ya hostage a nigga hostage like the grim reaper

so Im comin from my hood...what hood

you really like to know motherfucker I thought you knew

motherfucker dont you know Im stranded on the row

I take a look into the crowd kick a style a flow

I'm mashin, motherfuckers get murdered for action

relax kid, your rollin wit a fuckin assasin

outlasted did dirt the other day

betray, the roll of a G, from the D-O double G

P-o-u-n-d, Pound so bow-bow motherfuckin marks

the execute the start, when the chronic gets sparked

Im like ??

Wrecks I flex murderous rhymes to leave you all dead

what said is all said its already spoke

the dead is the dead I aint no fuckin joke

I murder motherfuckers as a hobby

one of my idols aint no joke so why in the fuck should I be

Fly me to the Bahamas, ruff rhymer,

dramas what your kickin, wicked is how Im a

approach ya, the locster, whos quick to up and smoke ya

your lookin like a smoka, grinnin like the joker

I yolk ya from da back like a bitch talkin shit

but a bitch aint shit, cuz a bitch aint shit

but a ho and trick on my dick

flip, lets take a trip to the Dogg Pound

fools tryed to punk me when I was young but Im a hog now

and I gets respect and I step wit a tec 9

ready to put somethin up in that ass to give respect mine

fool, Deatrow aint lynchin and the Pound aint mobbin

we all dont give a fuck run in your crib and start robbin

throbbin, I'll break a nigga down in the 90's

maxin at the Pound wit my doggs is where you'll find me

Beatch