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(feat. Dat Nigga Daz & Lady Of Rage)  
[Lady Of Rage] 
All ways and forever, forever and all ways 
the rhythm will flow from now and through all days 
as long as the sun shines 
as long as Eisenours on the dime 
yo, I'll be kickin the rhyme 
One time for ya mind, your soul your body 
D-o-g's on the side of me, smooth as E & J 
hard as Bacardi smackin those yaddy-yacks and ducks keep quackin 
hands that are clappin end up cracklin 
under the heat the pressure from the one thats deffer 
Egyptian ruler will call me cleo ro Nefertiti yes indeedi 
got the eyes of the beedie-body from Tahiti 
voice of the will lyrics blow 
chills up ya spine thats illslow 
all thoughts in ya mind drop a yo 
came in the front but you be kicked through the back door 
for tryin to step, tryin to come incorrect 
tryin to play the left, tryin to start a mess 
tryin to cause fuss, tryin to raise a ruckus...Huh 
you'll end up ashes to ashes, dusk to dusk 
a busta you musta been fuckin on drugs 
and alcohol back off, all a yall up against the wall 
spread em, doggs go get em and 
cuff em and stuff em, cold shed em dont let em 
not a word, not another one heard 
if you try you die, visions blurred, speech slurred 
served with a cherry on top 
Rage in effect I just begun to rock 
Yeah rock on witcha bad self RAGE! 
rock on witcha bad self RAGE! 
Rock on witcha bad self RAGE! 
Rock on witcha bad self....  
[Dat Nigga Daz] 
Yo..Im Dat Nigga Daz who packs a tre-8 slug 
a true nigga from the hood and the pound gives love 
Yo see...niggas wanna be down but never came around 
so back up off my nuts and stop sweatin the pound 
you see niggas get broke off like 1,2,3 
cuz Im the D-A to the..(D-A-to the..) 
D-A- to the Z 
Now G'z pay attention to this young ass mack daddy 
in a caddy-haddy, not known about the city  
where the niggas hang around 
so I roll em up and hit em up wit the motherfuckin Dogg Pound  
I'm rough and rugged and up till to the dirt 
I'm from the Dogg Pound nigga so Im puttin in work 
I'm no joke who the fuck you tryin to provoke 
(1-8-7)It's cool how his ass got smoked 
I don't drink no fuckin Vsop 
I drink the motherfuckin O.G., O-E 
Im from the clik that be kickin the gangsta shit bitch 
real niggas real G'z wit real big dicks 
I hit em up wit the Pound 
so what you wanna throw up 
claimin your cocaine or cavi when you blow up 
know what? the Pounds in the motherfuckin house 
back again we try to get high as we kin 
Dr.Dre be kickin phat rhymes and produce and kick shit 
I gets more wicked than Beetlejuice 
Motherfuckers get battered so scatter  
before I keep ya hostage a nigga hostage like the grim reaper 
so Im comin from my hood...what hood 
you really like to know motherfucker I thought you knew 
motherfucker dont you know Im stranded on the row 
I take a look into the crowd kick a style a flow 
I'm mashin, motherfuckers get murdered for action 
relax kid, your rollin wit a fuckin assasin 
outlasted did dirt the other day 
betray, the roll of a G, from the D-O double G 
P-o-u-n-d, Pound so bow-bow motherfuckin marks 
the execute the start, when the chronic gets sparked 
Im like ?? 
Wrecks I flex murderous rhymes to leave you all dead 
what said is all said its already spoke 
the dead is the dead I aint no fuckin joke 
I murder motherfuckers as a hobby 
one of my idols aint no joke so why in the fuck should I be 
Fly me to the Bahamas, ruff rhymer,  
dramas what your kickin, wicked is how Im a 
approach ya, the locster, whos quick to up and smoke ya 
your lookin like a smoka, grinnin like the joker 
I yolk ya from da back like a bitch talkin shit 
but a bitch aint shit, cuz a bitch aint shit 
but a ho and trick on my dick 
flip, lets take a trip to the Dogg Pound 
fools tryed to punk me when I was young but Im a hog now 
and I gets respect and I step wit a tec 9 
ready to put somethin up in that ass to give respect mine 
fool, Deatrow aint lynchin and the Pound aint mobbin 
we all dont give a fuck run in your crib and start robbin 
throbbin, I'll break a nigga down in the 90's 
maxin at the Pound wit my doggs is where you'll find me