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Maddog Songtext
von Tim Dog

Maddog Songtext

Hurry, hurry, hurry check out the man with his ill fills
Rappers so weak they like frills fill
Gotta get paid to pay bills
When I step on the mic, I give chills!
MC′s come close, playin' hard dope
When ya step to the Dog
Whatcha do, overdose?
Hmmm, then you can hang with the pick
You must be on some new and improved shit
I′m bad to the bone, no I'm hardcore
I get raw and I'm breakin′ another rappers jaw
Suckers don′t even know the time
How dare ya shed light where the sun don't shine
So come on, come on as your ready for warfare
Bring anybody, fuck if I care
′Cause I'm goin′ out mad, beatin' my props bad
And you suckers gettin′ had
So if you wanna fuck with me
I'll wipe that ass like a Christmas tree
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on, bring it on,
Bring it on! Watch the Maddog

I'm the Maddog!
I′m the Maddog!

I′m the Maddog!
I'm the Maddog!


Take a look around, I′m lyrically fit and well set
MC's ain′t shit, or should I say threat
Bet, I haven't seen any rapper yet
Grab the mic and get wrecked
But hey, I know you wanna make a lotta money
Funny, kickin′ those rhymes like Bugs Bunny
Ya dummy, don't cha know it's not about the money
Respect, respect, then you′ll collect
I′m hypo, fuckin' with me I might go
Whoop that ass with the motherfuckin′ quickness
Hrgggh! What is this?
I'm takin′ over the rap business?
No way! I'm not goin′ out like the sucker
Grab the 9 and I'mma smoke a motherfucker
So if your gonna hurt my career
Psh, you outta here (see ya!)
I'm true to the game, true to my trade
True to my fans and I have to get paid
So rappers couldn′t get stuck up
Run the jewels, shut the fuck up
I′mma thief, if it happen you have as much grease
Please, I know you not tryin' to give me beef
Relief, you must don′t want your front teeth
I'm not the pun, and I′m not the one
Take a chill pill nigga, I've got it wrapped up
Don′t act up, back the fuck up
'Cause I'm the hardcore master
And dissing MC′s I just have ta
Yep, I said it, punk yeah I did it
Just like a vault
Now ya never gonna get it
′Cause I got the dope style
Sit back and relax, have my dick in a smile

I'm the Maddog!
I′m the Maddog!

I'm the Maddog!
I′m the Maddog!

MC's today wanna pursue their career
But there′s Tim Dog, ya better have much fear, I'm here
The quest, kill and destroy
Rad that your wrecked, Dog is in effect
I'm back, ripping up a fat track
Instead of fat black, died a lyrical nap sack
I pull out a verse and it′s worse come to words
When I drop the mic, I′ll disperse
Some people say "Dog you curse to much"
Some people say "Dog you yell to much"
Some people say "Dog you diss to much"
Shut the fuck up you talk to much!
I'm Dog, the motherfuckin′ D-O-G
And there's not a rapper that can fuck with me
And is there a bitch that wants to wind up in the morgue
Just send ′em to Maddog

I'm the Maddog!
I′m the Maddog!

I'm the Maddog!
I'm the Maddog!

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