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  • Yo B (turn your speakers up man)
    Turn your speakers up money!
    Yo God! (Yo God?)
    Yo I got mad skills.
    Isn't that money?
    New York New York big city of dreams
    And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
    You might get fooled if you come from out of town
    But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound
    It's the incredible, the lyrical
    You can't be me like Niece, to see me is gonna take a miracle
    I'm driving ************* hysterical, with a
    Touch of this twister, stylistic mixture
    What I create pulsates, there is no escape
    Annihilate your mental mindstate
    Dre labels my vocabulary abusive
    I packs more knowledge than Confuscius, I'm deadly
    Induce you like Medusa, with thoughts to shed
    And ****** throughout this hemisphere, far and near
    Prepare, catch me chillin like the winter
    Up against the number one contender, as I enter
    Cause I gets heated like friction
    ********** your whole jurisdiction, react this fact not fiction
    Telepathic addiction, to this homicidal recital
    Dangerous and vital to all my rivals
    Suicidal, brainwaves conveys
    To the average ************'s minds these days
    I'm all ready to put work in
    Take ten steps and turn to shoot the first ***** smirkin
    Give a ****, what's your name, what you claim
    Or why you came, ************ don't explain
    Simply, don't tempt me, cause I'm simply
    Layin hoes lifes empty, the invicible MC
    New York New York big city of dreams
    And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
    You might get fooled if you come from out of town
    But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Poun
    Too much, I serve too many people, too much
    It's too much, I serve too many people
    And when I finish servin ain't gon be no sequel
    New York New York big city of dreams
    And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
    You might get fooled if you come from out of town
    But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Poun
    Too much, I serve too many people, too much
    It's too much, I serve too many people
    And when I finish servin ain't gon be no sequel
    Gimme a couple G's, for every MC, I knocked to his knees
    Verbally useless, oh you got the juice? I squeeze you juiceless
    The barbaric, versatile, you're no kin to me
    So how the **** you inherit my style?
    Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't deny
    Not a day goes by, don't get high, don't ask why
    Tonight's the night for me to rip microphones
    Into bits and pieces lyrical telekinesis
    Gets me into verbally vindictive
    Violent vocabulary bobs to existance
    Catch me in the pitch black path
    I sit and let the sick thought pass through my mental
    Till I hear an instrumental
    And detrimental verbals get to spittin
    The highest in intellect, try connectin with the written
    Now they faced with the forbidden, vocally chosen
    To explore new terrain, then remain unseen, throughout the war
    Dips like a low-low, with my verbal fo'-fo'
    The cocoa complexion MC with the slow flow
    Fo sho', I takes it to you from the do'
    ************, mentally I go hardco' (you know!)
    I disconnect ya, Kurupter, MC to vocally
    Bore your whole molecular, structure
    Catastrophic, mystic as Mixelplix
    Hittin MC's like picks the deadliest lyricist
    New York New York big city of dreams
    And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
    You might get fooled if you come from out of town
    But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Poun
    Too much, I serve too many people, too much
    It's too much, I serve too many people
    And when I finish servin ain't gon be no sequel
    New York New York big city of dreams
    And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
    You might get fooled if you come from out of town
    But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Poun
    Too much, I serve too many people, too much
    It's too much, I serve too many people
    And when I finish servin ain't gon be no sequel
    We live... tonight I serve two thousand MC's
    We live... cause can't none **** with the DPG'z
  • [00:02.13]Yo B (turn your speakers up man)
    [00:04.49]Turn your speakers up money!
    [00:06.72]Yo God! (Yo God?)
    [00:08.44]Yo I got mad skills.
    [00:10.48]Isn't that money?
    [00:12.28]New York New York big city of dreams
    [00:14.52]And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
    [00:17.32]You might get fooled if you come from out of town
    [00:20.00]But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound
    [00:22.86]It's the incredible, the lyrical
    [00:24.93]You can't be me like Niece, to see me is gonna take a miracle
    [00:28.35]I'm driving ************* hysterical, with a
    [00:31.62]Touch of this twister, stylistic mixture
    [00:33.88]What I create pulsates, there is no escape
    [00:36.52]Annihilate your mental mindstate
    [00:39.02]Dre labels my vocabulary abusive
    [00:41.50]I packs more knowledge than Confuscius, I'm deadly
    [00:45.08]Induce you like Medusa, with thoughts to shed
    [00:47.45]And ****** throughout this hemisphere, far and near
    [00:50.35]Prepare, catch me chillin like the winter
    [00:52.84]Up against the number one contender, as I enter
    [00:55.14]Cause I gets heated like friction
    [00:57.41]********** your whole jurisdiction, react this fact not fiction
    [01:01.56]Telepathic addiction, to this homicidal recital
    [01:04.19]Dangerous and vital to all my rivals
    [01:07.13]Suicidal, brainwaves conveys
    [01:09.55]To the average ************'s minds these days
    [01:12.25]I'm all ready to put work in
    [01:14.80]Take ten steps and turn to shoot the first ***** smirkin
    [01:17.87]Give a ****, what's your name, what you claim
    [01:20.86]Or why you came, ************ don't explain
    [01:23.54]Simply, don't tempt me, cause I'm simply
    [01:26.18]Layin hoes lifes empty, the invicible MC
    [01:29.43]New York New York big city of dreams
    [01:31.75]And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
    [01:34.35]You might get fooled if you come from out of town
    [01:37.14]But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Poun
    [01:39.90]Too much, I serve too many people, too much
    [01:42.76]It's too much, I serve too many people
    [01:48.26]And when I finish servin ain't gon be no sequel
    [01:50.90]New York New York big city of dreams
    [01:53.44]And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
    [01:56.33]You might get fooled if you come from out of town
    [01:59.08]But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Poun
    [02:01.89]Too much, I serve too many people, too much
    [02:04.76]It's too much, I serve too many people
    [02:10.05]And when I finish servin ain't gon be no sequel
    [02:12.78]Gimme a couple G's, for every MC, I knocked to his knees
    [02:16.31]Verbally useless, oh you got the juice? I squeeze you juiceless
    [02:19.00]The barbaric, versatile, you're no kin to me
    [02:21.98]So how the **** you inherit my style?
    [02:23.88]Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't deny
    [02:26.56]Not a day goes by, don't get high, don't ask why
    [02:29.30]Tonight's the night for me to rip microphones
    [02:31.94]Into bits and pieces lyrical telekinesis
    [02:34.71]Gets me into verbally vindictive
    [02:37.32]Violent vocabulary bobs to existance
    [02:39.89]Catch me in the pitch black path
    [02:42.71]I sit and let the sick thought pass through my mental
    [02:44.81]Till I hear an instrumental
    [02:46.25]And detrimental verbals get to spittin
    [02:48.36]The highest in intellect, try connectin with the written
    [02:50.84]Now they faced with the forbidden, vocally chosen
    [02:53.33]To explore new terrain, then remain unseen, throughout the war
    [02:56.83]Dips like a low-low, with my verbal fo'-fo'
    [02:59.13]The cocoa complexion MC with the slow flow
    [03:02.35]Fo sho', I takes it to you from the do'
    [03:04.95]************, mentally I go hardco' (you know!)
    [03:07.44]I disconnect ya, Kurupter, MC to vocally
    [03:10.51]Bore your whole molecular, structure
    [03:13.08]Catastrophic, mystic as Mixelplix
    [03:15.86]Hittin MC's like picks the deadliest lyricist
    [03:19.36]New York New York big city of dreams
    [03:21.35]And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
    [03:24.26]You might get fooled if you come from out of town
    [03:27.08]But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Poun
    [03:29.77]Too much, I serve too many people, too much
    [03:35.60]It's too much, I serve too many people
    [03:38.10]And when I finish servin ain't gon be no sequel
    [03:40.72]New York New York big city of dreams
    [03:43.43]And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
    [03:46.39]You might get fooled if you come from out of town
    [03:49.12]But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Poun
    [03:51.94]Too much, I serve too many people, too much
    [03:57.24]It's too much, I serve too many people
    [04:00.00]And when I finish servin ain't gon be no sequel
    [04:03.07]We live... tonight I serve two thousand MC's
    [04:08.36]We live... cause can't none **** with the DPG'z