Patriotic Pimp Songtext
von Tim Dog

I′m a rebel, a stone not a pebble
But some say that's the sign of the devil
You don′t want hard rap on the radio
They say they won't play it no, then they say maybe so
They want records that's not too black
Well if it ain′t black then that shit is whack
I′m as commercial as commercial can get
I'm Tim Dog and I′m full in effect
I got diamonds, furs, ridin' Benz′s
I hate the girls that wear contact lenses
But extensions, and not to mention
You see a lot at the rap conventions I'm an ego trip, yeah I′m conceded
Whatcha got, you sure as hell don't need it
I have everything my heart desire
And if I didn't then I′d be a liar
I′m a thousand word picture, and I betcha
Try to step to me, watch what you getcha
Full of eye stitches, and real quickness
I step off with all the bitches
I'm large
Yeah, I′m large
Yeah, I'm large
Yeah


I′m Dog, for those that know me
And if you should, and you don't, you won′t
I'll crash, and bash, and smash, and trash
Step in my path, homeboy I'mma eat ya ass
I′mma pimp, so call me Cujo
Gimme respect, I suggest you do so
I proclaim the game to fame and aim remain the same
Yo what the fuck is my name?
Tim Dog, and don′t forget it
All ya bitches I know that ya with it
I'mma grow and show the broken flow
Come squeeze in hoe, we′ll make some dumb ass dough
I'm gettin′ large by minute and sec
And come correct, in full effect
So ask the question "why did you make it?"
'Cause I know the radio wouldn′t play this
I made a record that I can implore to, avoid to
And the girls can enjoy to
I'm Dog, rap Lord Prime Minister, sinister
I'll let you know the fuck, when it′s your time to rhyme
Mind, define hide behind the line, but in due time
Here′s a rhyme
Hypo, nitro might go, pass go
Words continue to flow, at a ratio
Of speed, like Apollo Creed
You get jabbed with a metaphor rap
Compare me, dare me, stare me, wear and tear me
Try to scare me, but ya can't even scare me
Who the hell is better than me?
Well is it Dog or G-O-D?
I′mma go-getter, ride a jeep not a Jetta
But if your girl wanna hang, we'll then let her
I′ll bone that hoe I swear
I'll send her home with some dog hairs
I′m quite ill but yet quite blunt
Suckas pull a stunt, ya know where ya front
When ya see my 9 comin' out the leather strap
Boy ya better step back
I'm large
Yeah, I′m large
Uh, I′m large
You don't wanna fuck with me baby
I′m large
Yeah, this is just somethin' for the systems
All the motherfuckin′ mac daddy's out there
That got all the bitches on ya dick
Makin′ crazy cash, and you know you got it goin' on
So whenever you drive, past so 'ol, stank dirty hoes
Bitch trynna play you out
Just quote those famous words from Tim Dog
I′m large