A Doggz Day Afternoon

Lyrics

[Intro: Dat Nigga Daz] Ye-YAH! Straight up! '95! Kurupt Tha muthafuckin' Kingpin Dat Nigga Daz Creepin' and crawlin' thru yo' hood Smokin'.. locin'.. provokin' punk muthafuckaz like yo' self Wuz happenin'? [Verse 1: Kurupt] In the dead of winter, is when I kick my coldest phrases Mental as telepathy, lyrically it amazes Construction of thoughts that's lethal as turpentine An expert when I flex rhymes feared like ex-cons In my zone you can't even find like Atlantis Stalk like a praying mantis, leavin' battered bodies on the canvas The burial ground for clowns Open casket, trackin' niggas down like fuckin' basset 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 muthafuckin' mic! [Verse 2: Dat Nigga Daz] Now, can I grab the microphone and spit some shit that's known To blow the mind of Michelangelo's poems? Clones get crushed like stones I forbid for busta muthafuckaz to be actin' like they all in Wit' da clique, I checks dat shit! And once again, it's on, and it's on wit' da gangsta shit I create the beats that beats the fucks right outta ya speakers! Amps are blown, shown for me to grab the microphone alone Like Jodeci, notice, see, yaself 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 wit' mo' hoes Now the paper is made, now don't think twice Niggas is gettin' pimped because they 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 Nigga Daz — I'm quicker ta' out-slick ya, blast then dash [Verse 3: Kurupt] D.P.G. eliminates the whole area Beyond the thought dismemberin', muthafuck surrenderin'! Who? What? When? Let's tear shit the fuck up! The homies coolin' while you and ya chest get fuckin' blew in Provoke us, survey wit' the superior focus I'm Dat Nigga like Daz, crooked as scoliosis It's impossible to survive on my arrival When I arrive, it's left to ya instinct of survival Mashin', cashin' in chips, I gotta lick Sadistic, sick minded I find it, I'm mentally sick And badder, it doesn't matter when ya enterin' Ya just entered in a war zone all alone Wit' 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! Make the whole place evacuate Wait until we face-to-face, then it escalates Duck down! Kurupt clowns niggas daily, hoes can't play me Observe — I serve those that betray me! [Outro: Nate Dogg] I ain't never seen a joint that I couldn't light And I ain't never seen a busta 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 gettin' kinda deep, yeah, the crew and I [Kurupt] And who am I? [Snoop] Who am I? That crazy muthafucka from the D.P.G., do or die!