Daz Dillinger - A Dogg'z Day Day Afternoon lyrics

[Intro: Dat n***a Daz] Yeah! Straight up 9-5! Kurupt the motherf**in Kingpin, Dat n***a Daz Creepin and crawlin through your hood, smokin, loccin Provokin punk motherf**ers like this stuff Wuz happenin? [Verse One: Kurupt] In the dead of winter is when I kick my coldest phrases Mental as telepathy, lyrically it amazes Construction of thoughts that's as lethal as turpentine An expert when I flex rhymes feared like ex-cons In my zone (zone) you can't even find like Atlantis Stalk like a prayin mantis, leavin battered bodies on the canvas The burial ground for clowns, open casket Trackin n***as down like f**in ba**et hounds Tragic how the mic gets handled Prodigious like a vandal on a midnight scandal You scramble like Randall abusive when I recite on the stage Double access with a brand new motherf**in mic [Daz] Now can I grab the microphone and spit some sh** that's known To blow the mind of Michelangelo´s poems? Clones get crushed like stones I forbid, for rusty motherf**ers to be actin like they all in With the clique got checks that sh** And once again it's on, and it's on with the gangsta sh** I create the beats that beats the f**s right outta ya speakers Amps are blown, shown for me to grab the microphone alone Like Jodeci, notice-see ya self needs help The homie style got the strap on deck Don't neglect the fact I can make you or break you (Break you) Awake you to a new plateau with mo' hoes Now the paper is made, now don't think twice n***as is gettin pimped because their game ain't tight Now well well (well), now welcome where the ballers dwell Another day, another dollar, Blueberry to sell I makes that fast cash, hmm Dat n***a Daz I'm quicker ta out slick ya, blast in half [Kurupt] DPG eliminates the whole area beyond the thought dismemberin Motherf** surrenderin Who, what, when, let's tear sh** the f** up The homies coolin while you an' ya chest get f**in blew in Provoke us, survey with the superior focus I'm Dat n***a like Daz, crooked as scoliosis S'impossible to survive on my arrival when I arrive It's left to ya instict of survival Mashin, cash in ya chips I gotta lil' sadistic sick mind I find it, I´m mentally sick And batter It doesn't matter when ya into it Ya just entered in a war-zone all alone with ya microphone unguarded I just started poetical poltergeist precise and cold-hearted Empty, tempt me, simply ya get shot Ya forgot I'm down to empty out my clip on ya block Stop Let the whole place evacuate Wait until we're face-to-face then it escalates Duck-down, Kurupt clowns n***as daily, hoes can't play me Observe I serve those that betray me [Nate Dogg] I ain't never seen a joint that I couldn't light And I ain't never seen a buster that didn't bite I ain't never seen a G that would go for that Especially when he knows Tha Dogg Pound got his back I ain't never seen a game that didn't multiply We getting kinda deep, yeah the crew and I [Kurupt] And who am I? [Snoop] And who am I? That crazy motherf**er from the DPG, do or die!