Can't Fuck Around

[Various ad lib] Ced Gee Hey yo, Dog man what's up with that, man Brothers out here say you ain't got no metaphor What's up with that shit man? Yo, you better flow man I want to hear them funky rhymes you fucking got Word, G Go for yours [Verse 1] Time Dog Suffering succotash I'll harass and whip another rappers ass, fast If he try to get past My hard core rhythm addict Words of metaphor My rhymes are better for So go ahead and let it pour You be waiting for a rapper just like me Tim Dog, D-o-g So get up, sit down Matter of fact, step off Your soft Your just like a cold with a cough You need to be cured And re-insured And what you may seem to be But let's see Forget it punk You're just dying If you don't have the talent There's no sense in trying Try and defeat me Can't compete with me Cheat me, treat me bad Or just damn beat me But it won't work The Dog is no joke All your ideas are up in smoke It's realistic To bad you missed it Somethings in my pants ? Jumping down and kiss it Call me your papa, daddy, honorable father But diss Tim Dog, why bother? You can't fuck around x7 [Verse 2] Tim Dog Roll the dice Cracked, hot damn I'm not who you think I am I don't need a cane cause I don't limp Tim Dog's a pimp and not a wimp He's a subject matter without the chit chatter You're looking at a Brother that's badder To manifest, guess the rest at best Put up a test, yes And watch a sucker ass 'fess I'm the man and all girls love me Fuck around, will try to be above me You want to play me like I ought to be taught? Remember, I ain't taking no shorts I'm gonna get mine and you get yours And just cause you're girl want to give me some drawers Don't get mad and try to give me some static My posse is thick and automatic ? What I got bringing up the force ? My brother L-King leading of the source And Ced Gee with a nine in hand The suckers out there don't understand Yo That I committed Rhymes Get with it Suckers try to get it But they can fit it I flow like a river Rhymes I deliver Make emcees shiver Who, who, who, and I give ya A devastating rhyme that is good to go Fuck with the Dog, you just don't know ? I crush and must I bust the fuss disgust to hust Think you're better than Dog you're on dust Ballistic, mystic, gifted, twisted, shifted, lifted Slop ya like I'm serving a biscuit I'll cruise right by you ? a-fway-i And I'll return like a son of a Jedi You get smashed and crashed in a flash Boom, bash You know that ass won't last You can't fuck around x7 [Verse 3] Super superb Mass hysteria Worry a harrier My rhymes deliver you like a messenger carrier Double ya And start scheme and beam and redeem A technique to mixes I'm creaming Motivate and ill innovate Participate Goddamn it's time to eliminate Coo-coo for Cocoa puffs Eat your Rice Krispies Turn to the Hulk for my man Bill Bixby Flame on Turn into the Human Torch Scorch Drinking lemonade on a porch Trust in God You're not hard Get a body guard I'll pull a card And faking niggas get scarred You can't fuck around x 6