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Dog Eat Dog lyrics

Album: Play Games [1996]

Tracks10
 01  Bulletproof
 02  ISMS
 03  Hi-Lo
 04  Rocky
 05  Rise Above
 06  Games
 07  Getting Live
 08  Buggin'
 09  Numb
 10  Sore Loser
all Dog Eat Dog lyrics



Bulletproof
Check check one two on the boom shot
Here's the one on the gun in the street spot
Little boyz in the hood far from L A.
Got the heat on the street
Now they're ready to play
Got the look of a crook
Now they got the prop
Gassed up head full of lead
Might even drop a cop
Or not, who knows, it could go any way
But fun with a gun the games children play

Why did someone have to be the victim
Of a stupid game you shouldn't be playing
Don't you know that guns aren't for children
I tried to tell you but you didn't listen

The second verse skit is on the hearse tip
Young fingers on triggers and bodies gonna get hit
Lick fe shot's that go bang in the night
Just that quick you know he lost his life
Such a shame that the game
Had to end like that
Body dies mama cries
When the hammer cracks
I know you didn't mean it
The damage is done
It's what you get
Playing with gun, son

Bulletproof - it's a shame
Bulletproof - and you know the game
One mistake, a lifetime of pain
Hell your cell yourself to blame

Bulletproof - no you ain't
Bulletproof - and nobody is
A gun ain't a toy, toys are for kids

Click-clack-pop-pow look what you didback to top
ISMS
You come on over right through my front door
Strapped with all your baggage
What you bringin' that for
Don't want no disrespect cuz we all know the score
But you need to put time in
At the common sense store

Yes yes y all you're brain washed all in your head
Let's make one thing crystal clear
We don't want no ism here

How you say you hate me and you're not ashamed
It's just insecurity that's causing you pain
Well if you can't get past that we are not the same
Then realize that ism is a part of the blame

Racism - we don't want it here
Sexism - we don't need it here
Fascism - we don't want it here
Keep that ism out of my ear
Terrorism - we don't want it here
Leftism - we don't need it here
Fakeism - we don't want it here
We don't want it we don't need itback to top
Hi-Lo
It's not about a revelation
It's not about some religion
It's not about a house of worship
It's about our redemption

We have to make it work
We've got to live, give, don't trip

Why do you ask what I believe in
When we both know that you don't care
If heaven's high
Then hell is low
How do we know
Where we all go

It's not about sectarianism
It's not about superstition
It's not about what you believe in
It's about our salvation

Don't ask why
I don't know
I'm just trying
To save my soulback to top
Rocky
You're just like the kid next door
Still too young and immature
You always seem to hang around
When you're not wanted you're always found

Why do you embarrass me
So everyone can see
Us duke it out on live TV

Hey Rocky I hate to say
I wish you would just go away
Don't come back another day OK

What did you come here for
Don't wanna be insecure
It's about time that you went home
So go away leave me alone

(Lead vocals by Dave)

Step Right In

Clap your hands
Stop your feet

Dog Eat Dog said to step right in
Dog Eat Dog said to step right out
Tell me son what the fuck is life about

We search this whole world for love, peace & harmony
But all we found was hate, deceit & jealousy
Dog Eat Dog so come and check the dialogue
Get your brain out of the fog
Vinny Barbarino represent the Sweathogs
All Boro Kings Roadrunner catalog
You could run but you can't get far
No matter where you at, that's where you are

No matter where you from
Don't matter what you do
We got the bangin' beats & you can all get some
It's like a rabid dog infecting you

Explosion I'm moving like motion
I'm gigantic I m deep as the Atlantic Ocean
Feel the force I strike with the iron cross
You're the face of the pale horse
True indeed we plant the seed to infiltrate the
Whole world community
We're taking no slack it's an all out attack
Cuz this time the RZA let us hook the track
Word to god together on a mission so guard your
Tape deck were converting stereos
Ded and the RZArecta tell you one more time boy
Protect your neckback to top
Rise Above
Rise above
You can rise above
With a little bit of love

Life has taught me one thing
How it is I wanna live
Love has shown another light
Gave me, something to believe in
There is love hate, birth and death

For us all
In these pits do not fall
Rise above

Detachment from the body's needs
Cannot live my life in fear
From my mind I must be free
Free at last I see so clearly
There is wealth, loss, pleasure, pain
In this world
So you know
This will go
Quick as it comes

And like the smoke we rise
You better open your eyes
Cuz your soul can't hide behind the lies
Open up and breathe
You gotta plant the seed
Check the flow of the breath over reedback to top
Games
Standing up at the plate
Waiting on my date
I was starin' to worry
She was a halt-hour late
My team don't like it
When I delay the game
But they know I'm crowned
The girls on the rebound
Life is like a stadium at night
Crowd cheers jeers
Drama spot lights
The public know us
Maybe they don't
But now I m gonna show 'em
What the cameras won't

Time is running out for you and me
What's it all about ?

When I was a kid
I went down to the minors
For stealing a base
They gave me a shiner
Sat me on the bench
'til I learned my lesson
Little older, wiser
And a little less aggressive
At the age of 17
I got back on the team
Like a quarterback sneak

Every kid's dream
Never far from home
Always in the zone
Home or away
In ballparks and domes

C'mon and play these games today
Who wants to play these games today
I'm gonna play these games today
We gotta play
Play games

Oh yeah ! The games we play
We play games

I've seen the bad calls
Injuries and penalties
But I keep ducking
All the block's with ease
Big game exposure
All star composure
You asked me to prove my skills
Then I showed ya
The clock ticks down
To the year 2000
I went for the gold
And I damn near found it
To those who told
I would never succeed
It's first and goal
and I m the M.V.Pback to top
Getting Live
I'm hitting switches in my eighteen wheeler
Burning trees on the run from the smokies like a dealer
A master MC on the CB kid nappin your ears G
But you can't even see me
I'm breakin up all you good ol' guys
And I'm collecting mad props
At truck stops from all your wives
I keep it live with word manipulation
Its the Dog Eat Dog roguish armament invasion

All across the nation and around the world
People are getting live, yeah they know the time

We won't stop and we won't quit
And all you truckers gotta deal with it
We don't care we got the right
Stupid gear jammin we're getting live

Breaka breaka 1-9 it's live and direct
The I double L captain of the armament

The FCC's been looking for me
This is my radio these are my channels 125 channels
Testing
We're going down in the live annals ancient ones
The handle
I burns the candle at both ends it's live my son
Raw like sewage world wide is how we do this
Keeps it true to the music so you can move kidback to top
Buggin'
Maybe I fly too much
Maybe you're high too much
I don't know, but I know
That I'm buggin'

Maybe I think too much
Think maybe you're out of touch
I don't know, but I know
That I'm buggin'

On and on and on it goes
Where it stops nobody knows
Round and round and round again
It feels like this will never end

Maybe I bitch too much
Shut the fzzuck up
I don't know, but I know
That I'm bugging

Maybe I smoke too much
Please put out that butt
I don't know, but I know
That I'm bugging

I'm buggin'back to top
Numb
Could I fly around the world
If my wings were really broke
And see so clearly
Drowning in grey smoke
I've got to stay quiet
But there's so much to say
If I could feel my arms
I'd push it all away
I know there is a future
And the best is still to come
When all I have are feelings
Why am I always...

Wishing that a moment
Was really like an hour
The every penny that I earn
Could balance out the dollar
Something that's spent on patience
Would make me patron saint
You know I might be ordained today
I guess I'll have to wait
Hurry up and wait

Gotta break it out
Gonna turn the lights on
See what's there for me
Take a look around
With an open shutter
There's a world to seeback to top
Sore Loser
You tried out for the high school team
So you would have some childhood dreams
That you and your father could share
Football coach said you're too small
Don't even think of basketball
You knew you were destined to fail

Went to the track meet
You wanna be an athlete (sore loser)
Get back in your seat they said
Go to the dugout
Three strikes you stuck out (sore loser)
And home runs flew over your head

Looking down on rock n' roll
And you dreamed of scoring goals
You're saving those dreams for your bed
Thought it was cool to be a jock
You ended up a rent-a-cop
A dozen donuts in your hand

You're a loser
A sore loser

Now it seems the tables turned
The game of life you should have learned
So try using some of your brains
All your high school friends are stars
Driving really fancy cars
The irony drives you insaneback to top
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