Released on November 12, 1991

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This means war, suckas ya got static

Tim Dog is back to put the wack in check

Rippin' MCs, strippin' MCs

Breakin' 'em down to they motherfuckin' knees

I got loads a rhyme loads a time, goin for mine

And I'm even droppin' dimes

'Cause I have a quest for

To make wack MCs once who tried to get more

But how could you get more out

When you're just a motherfuckin' sell out

Come back get real learn ya trade

Rap is an art not a source to get paid

But you wanna get bigger

You wanna be a mack when you're a low down nigga

So I'm gonna wax that ass

Takin motherfuckers back to class

I'm Dog dissin' wack niggas on wax

Whether you're old or new jack

You can be a nigga with an attitude

But when I spank that ass you'll have gratitude

The Dog'll be smackin' 'em up

Yeah, backin' 'em up

Get up, get down come and get yours

And if you're ready for a hardcore chore

Just come right down the 3rd lane

I got some shit for your brain

I'm unequivocal lyrical mysterical difficult

Hypothetical miracle

Alphabetical order sorter caught her

Brought her daughter you can't afforda

Rhyme like this 'cause you know you done missed

So when you need someone to follow after

Just come to the hardcore master

Damn, flippin' like pancakes

Stompin' 'em out with my big Northlakes

You wanna be bigger

But ya gotta be ya def, insteada low down niggas

Niggas, niggas, niggas

Low down niggas

Niggas, niggas, niggas

Low down niggas

Niggas, niggas, niggas

Low down niggas

Niggas, niggas, niggas

Low down niggas

Niggas, niggas

Ya gotta be def insteada low down niggas