Patriotic Pimp Songtext
von Tim Dog

You talkin′ just like a pimp


I'm a rebel, a stone not a pebble
But some say that′s the sign of the devil
They don't want hard rap on the radio
They say they won't play it no, but then it′s a maybe so
They want records that′s not too black
But if it ain't black then the shit is wack
I′m as commercial as commercial can get
I'm Tim Dog and I′m full in effect
I got diamonds, furs, ride in Benzes
I hate the girls who wear contact lenses
Or extensions, but not to mention
You see a lot at the rap conventions
I'm an ego trip, yeah I′m conceited
What you got I sure as hell don't need it
I have everything my heart desire
And if I didn't then I′d be a liar
I′m a thousand word pitcher and I bet ya
Try to step to me, watch what you get ya
Full of eye stitches and real quick it's
I step off with all the bitches

I′m large, yeah
I'm large, yeah
I′m large, yeah


I'm Dog for those that know me
And if you should and you don′t, you won't
I crash and bash and smash and trash
Step in my path, homeboy I'ma eat your ass
I′m a pit, some call me Cujo
Give me respect, I suggest you do so
I proclaim the game, the fame, my aim
Remain the same, yo what the fuck is my name?
Tim Dog and don′t forget it
All you bitches I know that you're with it
I′ma grow and show the broken flow
Could squeeze a ho and make some dumbass dough
I'm gettin′ large by minute and sec
And come correct in full effect
Some ask the question, "Why did you make this?"
Because I knew that the radio wouldn't play this
I made a record that I can employ to
Avoid to, and the girls can enjoy to
I′m Dog, rap boar prime minister sinister
I let you know the fuck when it's the
Time to rhyme, mind define, hide behind the line
But in due time, hear the rhyme
Hypo nitro mic go past go
Words continue to flow at a ratio
Of speed like Apollo Creed
You get jacked with a metaphor rap
Compare me, dare me, stare me, wear and tear me
Try to scare me but you can't even scare me
Who the hell is better than me?
Well is it Dog or G-O-D?
I′m a go-getter, ride a Jeep not a Jetta
But if your girl wanna hang well then let her
I′ll bone that ho I swear
And send her home with some dog hairs
I'm quite ill but yet quite blunt
Suckers pull a stunt, you know you front
When you see my nine comin′ out the leather strap
Boy you better step back

I'm large, yeah
I′m large, uh
I'm large, you don′t wanna fuck with me baby
I'm large

Yeah, this is just somethin' for the systems
All the motherfuckin′ mack daddies out there
That got all the bitches on your dick
Makin′ crazy cash and you know you got it goin' on
So whenever you drive past some old stank
Dirty ho bitch tryin′ to play you out
Just quote those famous words from Tim Dog
I'm large