Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Jude Jolicoeur
Vocals
Kelvin Mercer
Vocals
Trugoy the Dove
Vocals
Vincent Mason
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kelvin Mercer
Songwriter
David Jude Jolicoeur
Songwriter
Vincent Mason
Songwriter
Jan Hammer
Songwriter
Ivona Reich
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
De La Soul
Producer
Scotty Hard
Mixing Engineer
Michael Fossenkemper
Mastering Engineer
Tim Latham
Mixing Engineer
Guido Osorio
Engineer
Lyrics
It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
I'll be gone like you're wishin' (and I'm out)
'Cause I ain't got time
For hangin' around
When you're fuckin' my love
In all the wrong places
It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
I'll be gone like you're wishin' (and I'm out)
'Cause I ain't got time
For hangin' around
When you're fuckin' my love
In all the wrong places
It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
I'll be gone like you're wishin' (and I'm out)
'Cause I ain't got time
For hangin' around
When you're fuckin' my love
In all the wrong places
It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
I'll be gone like you're wishin' (and I'm out)
'Cause I ain't got time
For hangin' around
When you're fuckin' my love
In all the wrong places
Extra, extra, what's that all about?
I'm wishin' the position of my loving's sorted out
I shed a tear 'cause I'm hearin' nothing new or particular
Status once parallel, now it's perpendicular
And everything is just as clear as day
Realistically explicit in the things you say
I guess a bitch in the batter's gonna make the flavor fatter
But you gots to keep it for real
Forget about your jewels and gems
You won't be needin' none of them
The tool'll fix the era
My mellow used to wear a namebuckle, now he chuckle
'Cause he earn a dime quicker
Talkin bout a burner, sippin' on some malt liqour
And all these kiddies wishin' they were Supa Emcees
But to earn my 'S', I had to learn some less
About a crime'll make million, a dime'll make a call
I'd rather hop on the line and drop a rhyme to Prince Paul
'Cause It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
I'll be gone like you're wishin' (and I'm out)
'Cause I ain't got time
For hangin' around
When you're fuckin' my love
In all the wrong places
It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
I'll be gone like you're wishin' (and I'm out)
'Cause I ain't got time
For hangin' around
When you're fuckin' my love
In all the wrong places
Hey kid, what's the word?
Man, it's all about mind
Keeping focused on them self-mechanisms of rhyme
So no longer stand erect 'cause your thoughts are drained
Walkin' round, manifesting attributes of shame
Used to squabble for the mic but now accordingly
We act unless a club can't afford the fee
We act so name that any best man to put us under
Created from the ground yet know nothing 'bout the under
Take a glimpse at them pimps playing record exec
Adding up all your Os so's to cut you a check
Saying why the blunder wonder could've G'd today
So you can put up some swings for your seed to play
But a swing ain't that important when the park's around the corner
Filled with life causing death, greeting victims for the morning
It was the moment I feared
Nah, the moment I steered upon the right path
To know the right math to overstand
It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
I'll be gone like you're wishin' (and I'm out)
'Cause I ain't got time
For hangin' around
When you're fuckin' my love
In all the wrong places
It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
I'll be gone like you're wishin' (and I'm out)
'Cause I ain't got time
For hangin' around
When you're fuckin' my love
In all the wrong places
It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
I'll be gone like you're wishin' (and I'm out)
'Cause I ain't got time
For hangin' around
When you're fuckin' my love
In all the wrong places
It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
I'll be gone like you're wishin' (and I'm out)
'Cause I ain't got time
No doubt, and I'm out
No doubt
Writer(s): David Jolicoeur, Vincent Mason, Kelvin Mercer
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