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Yo, B (turn your speakers up, man)Turn your speakers up, money!Yo, God! (Yo, God? )Yo, I got mad skillsIsn't that money?[Snoop]New York, New York: big city of dreamsAnd everything in New York ain't always what it seemsYou might get fooled if you come from out of townBut I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound[Kurupt]It's the incredible, the lyricalYou can't be me, like niece; to see me is gonna take a miracleI'm driving motherfuckers hysterical, with aTouch of this twister, stylistic mixtureWhat I create pulsates; there is no escapeAnnihilate your mental mind stateDre labels my vocabulary abusiveI packs more knowledge than Confucius; I'm deadlyInduce you like Medusa with thoughts to shedAnd niggas throughout this hemisphere, far and nearPrepare; catch me chillin' like the winterUp against the number one contender as I enter'Cause I gets heated like frictionLetras de cancionesMotherfuck your whole jurisdiction; react; this fact, not fictionTelepathic addiction to this homicidal recitalDangerous and vital to all my rivalsSuicidal, brainwaves conveysTo the average motherfuckers minds these daysI'm all ready to put work inTake ten steps and turn to shoot the first nigga smirkin'Give a fuck; what's your name? What you claim?Or why you came? Motherfucker, don't explainSimply, don't tempt me 'cause I'm simplyLayin' hos lives empty; the invincible emcee[Snoop Dogg]New York, New York: big city of dreamsAnd everything in New York ain't always what it seemsYou might get fooled if you come from out of townBut I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg PoundToo much, I serve too many people too muchIt's too much; I serve too many peopleAnd when I finish servin', ain't gon' be no sequelNew York, New York: big city of dreamsAnd everything in New York ain't always what it seemsYou might get fooled if you come from out of townBut I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg PoundToo much, I serve too many people too muchIt's too much; I serve too many peopleAnd when I finish servin', ain't gon' be no sequel[Kurupt]Gimme a couple G's for every emcee I knocked to his kneesVerbally useless; oh, you got the juice? I squeeze you juicelessThe barbaric, versatile; you're no kin to meSo how the fuck you inherit my style?Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't denyNot a day goes by don't get high; don't ask whyTonight's the night for me to rip microphonesInto bits and pieces, lyrical telekinesisGets me into verbally vindictiveViolent vocabulary bobs to existenceCatch me in the pitch black pathI sit and let the sick thought pass through my mentalTill I hear an instrumentalAnd detrimental verbals get to spittin'The highest in intellect; try connectin' with the writtenNow they faced with the forbidden, vocally chosenTo explore new terrain, then remain unseen throughout the warDips like a low-low with my verbal fo-foThe cocoa complexion emcee with the slow flowFo' sho', I takes it to you from the do'Motherfucker, mentally I go hardco' (you know!)I disconnect ya, corrupter; emcee to vocallyBore your whole molecular structureCatastrophic, mystic as mixelplixHittin' emcees like picks the deadliest lyricist[Snoop Dogg]New York, New York: big city of dreamsAnd everything in New York ain't always what it seemsYou might get fooled if you come from out of townBut I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg PoundToo much, I serve too many people too muchIt's too much; I serve too many peopleAnd when I finish servin', ain't gon' be no sequelNew York, New York: big city of dreamsAnd everything in New York ain't always what it seemsYou might get fooled if you come from out of townBut I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg PoundToo much, I serve too many people too muchIt's too much; I serve too many peopleAnd when I finish servin', ain't gon' be no sequel[Kurupt]We live; tonight I serve two thousand emceesWe live 'cause can't none fuck with the DPGs[Daz]We live (baby) because tonight I serve two thousand emceesWe live (baby); none can fuck with the DPGs[Snoop Dogg]DPGC, babyABC the DPGsBaby[Kurupt]Everyday I bust rhymes and reciteIn ways that make emcees stop in daylightI'm the deadliest emcee you wanna see on the streetsInvincibility is what makes me complete, competeNah, you can't even fade meI fuck, you, your momma, your auntie, and your lady From Letras Mania