De La Soul is a massively influential hip hop group, hailing from Amityville, Long Island, New York. They are best known for their eclectic sampling and quirky, surreal lyrics, and their contributions to the evolution of the jazz rap subgenre. The members are Kelvin Mercer (Posdnuos, Mercenary, Plug Wonder Why, Plug One), David Jude JolicÅ“ur (Trugoy the Dove, Dave, Plug Two) and Vincent Mason (Pasemaster Mase, Maseo, Plug Three). The three formed the group in high school and caught the attention of producer Paul Huston (Prince Paul) with a demo tape of the song "Plug Tunin'". Their debut album, 3 Feet High and Rising (1989), was a critical smash that saw the group labeled hippies due to the message of peace and love.
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Dog Eat Dog Lyrics

De La Soul

Its a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
Ill be gone like youre wishin (and Im out)
cause I aint got time
For hangin around
When youre fuckin my love
In all the wrong places
Its a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
Ill be gone like youre wishin (and Im out)
cause I aint got time
For hangin around
When youre fuckin my love
In all the wrong places
Extra, extra
Whats that all about?
Im wishin the position
Of my lovings sorted out
I shed a tear cause Im hearin
Nothing new or particular
Status once parallel
Now its perpendicular
And everything is just as clear as day
Realistically explicit
In the things you say
I guess a bitch in the batters
Gonna make the flavor fatter
But you gots to keep it for real
Forget about your jewels and gems
You wont be needin
None of them
The toolll fix the era
My mellow used to wear a
Namebuckle, now he chuckle
cause he earn a dime quicker
Talkin bout a burnin
Sippin on some malt liquor
And all these kiddies
Wishin they were supa emcees
But to earn my s
I had to learn some less
About a crimell make million
A dimell make a call
Id rather hop on the line
And drop a rhyme to prince paul
Cause its a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
Ill be gone like youre wishin (and Im out)
cause I aint got time
For hangin around
When youre fuckin my love
In all the wrong places
Hey kid
Whats the word?
Man, its 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 cant afford the fee
We act
So name that any best man
To put us under
Created from the ground
Yet know nothin
bout the under
Take a glimpse
At them pimps
Playin record exec
Addin up all your zeros
Sos to cut you a check
Saying why the blunder wonder
Couldve gd today
So you can put up some swings
For your seed to play
But a swing aint that important
When the parks 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 over stand
Its a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
Ill be gone like youre wishin (and Im out)
cause I aint got time
For hangin around
When youre fuckin my love
In all the wrong places