Tim Dog - Original Dog / Twist Mix lyrics

Yo, get me baby I'm hot! Oh my God! [Tim Dog ad lib] [Verse 1] You ain't in the struggle if you don't have pain You don't know Hip-Hop if you don't know Kane You ain't original with dog in your name Young rappers should be all ashamed Step back and hush up It's the big dog from the set Maximus Aurelius from the projects BX It's the return of the gladiator I ain't leave the scene if ya feel what I mean Laid back in the cut, just watched the game While you young wack rappers just ran with the name Ran with the name, plus ran with the fame You all sound lame cause you all sound the same So the Dog just ran to a plane Came back to the game just to clear my name Tim Dog Mother f**er go spell it Later you b**h gonna yell it (ugh!) What? [Chorus] You know the cat from eighty-eight Made the record "Chorus Line" and it still sound great You know the cat from ninety-one Made "f** Compton" Had the whole world shook, son You know the cat from ninety-four Caught wreck with K.R.S. and I'm still catching wreck What? You know the cat- f** it I'm not a cat I'm the T.I.M. D.O.G. original Dog [Verse 2] Monster, hustler, pimp, duster Come short with my paper, mother f**er I touch ya You bring your man and I'll bring the nuts Put holes in the side of that Bentley truck I don't give a f** You n***as bow down when you see me T.I.M., n***a D.O.G Tim Dog You heard the name and the hook I'm the one that had Snoop Dogg shook Scared Dr. Dre and brought the end to N.W.A Got a whole f**ing city trying to k** me today I'm the real radda da cause I live in L.A So none of yall n***as got sh** to say So f** your interviews and your radio play You ain't know me yesterday but you love me today And you cornball rappers want to keep it real Give a f** about a deal I'm just in it for the meal What? [Chorus] [Ad lib] After fifteen years in this business (yea?) One thing always remain constant (what's that, Dog?) The industry is f**ing wack Yea! [Verse 3] You want to know something that's funny Why n***a go platinum, he ain't got no money? Why n***a got game, he ain't got no honey? Why you like my chain, wanna take sh** from me? Why you want to see the nine take two in your tummy? Hey, f**ing with your mystics Little a** rich b**h kids Trying to f** with the richness But this hardcore sh** is a sickness I bare witness If you ain't down with the Tim Dog sh** Yall can gnaw on your dick b**h Make sure you remember the name Cause I'm back to rewind the game [Chorus] [Ad lib]