Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Jude Jolicoeur
David Jude Jolicoeur
Vocals
Kelvin Mercer
Kelvin Mercer
Vocals
Trugoy the Dove
Trugoy the Dove
Vocals
Vincent Mason
Vincent Mason
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kelvin Mercer
Kelvin Mercer
Songwriter
David Jude Jolicoeur
David Jude Jolicoeur
Songwriter
Vincent Mason
Vincent Mason
Songwriter
Jan Hammer
Jan Hammer
Songwriter
Ivona Reich
Ivona Reich
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
De La Soul
De La Soul
Producer
Scotty Hard
Scotty Hard
Mixing Engineer
Michael Fossenkemper
Michael Fossenkemper
Mastering Engineer
Tim Latham
Tim Latham
Mixing Engineer
Guido Osorio
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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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