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Tim Dog (feat. KRS-One)

I Get Wrecked

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Intro:KRS One : Pop pop pop pop!KRS One : Go uptown, go uptown, go uptown, go uptown (in the background) (repeats while Tim Dog is speaking)Tim Dog : Yeahhhh, ha hah, you have been warned The Boogie Down boys are gonna get yaKRS One : That`s right boye, you are now jammin to the sounds of the Boogie Down Hit em like this, hooooooooChorus: Tim Dog (KRS-One in parenthesis)Yeah, yeah, yeah, can I get a yes (yes)Can I get another one, yes (yes)Do I get wreck and get respect (yes)Lyrically I can get wreck (yes), ha hahWell can I get a ho (ho)Can I get another one, ho (ho)Do I get wreck at any show (ho)Lyrically I got the flow (ho), there ya goVerse One: KRS-OneWhat does KRS and Tim Dog have in commonWe both hate corny ass soft commercial rhymeI don`t sound like Phyllis Simon or the WynansI rock Central Park but do not mistake me for Paul SimonI can`t hear nothin but wreck, do not force meI can`t hear Fred Astaire sharin Tommy Dorsey you lost mePure hip-hop rhymes beats I seeSingers dressed like rappers kickin love songs you can keepGive me the boom bap when I kick my rapNo need for background singers and dancers, fuck all thatWhat you see you see, what you hear you hearWhen you cheer and you cheer, I`m every fresh MC`s nightmareThe instrumental is fundamentally essentialWhen I practice I get sharp like a pencilBut the pencil`s made of oak, so don`t provokeYou`ll get broke, whaddya take I for a joke?I`m radical, mathematical if I have static I`llPick up the mic or automatic either way I won`t have itI cover the whole gamitMic I`ll rap it leaving with your ass out like a faggotThis is a losing battle your like cattleThe sound of my name KRS makes your tail waggleBetter yet you`re a snake so it rattlesI`ll dice you up like you`re apple, smash you into SnappleI`m not, the one you wanna battle that bad Or just give me your ass I`ll make a shoulder bagI bring the blade all aroundBy the time I`m done you`ll be $2.99 a poundVerse Two: Tim DogComing from the butcher shopFuck with KRS and the Dog and get choppedChopped, say stopped, hah think stoppedStop listen to the hip-hop while others slip-slopTill they hit the tip-top now it`s time to get propsWack MC`s I just taxI`ll eat tracks shit it out with Ex-LaxBitch ass niggaz step asideTenderoni rappers, means your homicideToyin non-believers, here`s the menace sideShit aside, come inside, you`re goin on a murder rideI`m energetical theoretical copastetical alphabeticalHypothetical yeah that is cool, no I`m not a foolTakin you to school, don`t be late for school, foolI`m suckin your girl while your ass in schoolFool, why bother drool, cause I`m too cool I`m the man with lyrics that jamKickin MC`s in the face like Van DammeShazam, hot damn, thank you ma`amDon`t eat Spam or no types of hamYou thought I fell off? You`re smokin somethinYou thought I was soft? You on dope or somethinYou must be on a can of dope and dog foodYou actin real rude, don`tcha know I`m Tim Dog dude?So go ahead and flex, if you got necksBut when I get the mic I get wreckSo come on, come on, come on, come onI`ll eat that ass that`s word is bornRarrrrrgh!Chorus: Tim Dog (KRS-One in parenthesis)Can I get a yes (yes)Can I get another one, yes (yes)Do I get wreck and get respect (yes)Are you the king the K the R the S (ohhh yes)Well can I get a ho (ho)Can I get another one, ho (ho)Do I get wreck at any show (ho)Lyrically I got the flow (ho), there ya goVerse Three: KRS-OneNow don`t say nuttin while I`m checkin yaCausin hysteria been in more battles than AmericaRap messanger, comin in quick I pick up the mizick and watch em staggerRip another verse and watch his body splatterWhether you like me or not don`t matter, Kris is not a actorI`ll burn your favorite rapper and leave him in stitchesWeak bitches, real renegade rap rebels rip rhymesFerociously, which one of these pussy MC`s can go at meSo if you wish to play me like a farmerI get calmer, chop ya ass up like Jeffrey DahmerMy pyschopathic fantastic pathic puts you in a casketOn top of that, you can get your ass kickedQuick, awww shit(undecipherable)And I got more rhymes than Madonna gets dickAnd I`m the lyrical lunatic, that flips offness with the quicknessYo I get heated like cough menthalyptus nowThe micraphone I must feel it I must touch it upKris One and Tim Dog`s come to fuck it upEvidentally I bust shots till the glock is emptyNo safety, pull the trigger tip don`t try to chase meDown, chase the sound you must be bugginThis is Boogie Down, Boogie Down, Boogie DownBoogie Down Boogie Down Produc-tionsJump around be the one is the functionTim Dog, why don`t you show em a little somethinVerse Four : Tim DogBaby baby um, maybe maybe umYou better run, cause you know I have a gunBang bang boogie, up jumps the boogieTake that bullshit rap down the streetA skippedy be bop be bop, Scooby DooThat bullshit`s not me, that bullshit is youI come correct, get much respectDo some hummina hummina shit, and still get wreckCause I`m the Dog, the muthafuckin Dog ya hearI`m the Dog, the muthafuckin Dog ya hearMC`s come close but never could get nearCause I just smash, throwin keys through glassTake his cash, whip his ass, and do a yard dashSo take your ass home, write a poemAnd when you get nice, use the god damn phoneCause I get buckwild, do some ole freestyleAnd beat ya down with the turnstileDoggie doggie bo boggie fanana fanna fo foggieMe mi mo moggie, doggieRappers goin platinum doin this bullshitI do the same shit, and make a big hitCause if you don`t like my lyrical flowI gotta make dough, don`tcha know, ya little ho-Mo- sexual I bet you willBe on the dick if it turns into a hitBut that type of shit is jumpin the fuck offSo I do the same, now I`m comin offSo don`t get upset if you can`t get lyrical respectDon`t get mad, get wreckClosing : Tim DogYeahhh, this track has been dedicated, to real hip-hopThe lyrics, peace to all the true hip-hop followers out therePeace to the Zulu NationPeace to Willie D and the Boogie Down Production posseAnd peace to the South Bronx, peace! (echoes)

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