Huh...yeah...



Comin Back With That East Coast Flavor...



1994...yeah...




Mista Busta Where You At?



Can't Scrap A Lick Hey Yo Those Rhymes Is Whack



You Need To Keep Yo Corny Ass At Makin Beef



You Be Soundin Like A Kid From Sesame's Street



Tryin To Dis D O G When That Ain't Right



Sickin Snoopy On Me When That Ain't Right



Gettin Funky On Me When That Ain't Right



When I Be Givin It To Your Girl Every Other Night



I Get Down For My Crown And I Represent



Do Whatever I Gotta Do Just To Pay The Rent



And If It Means Dissin You [fool] And Yo Crew [fool]



I'm Comin To Your House With The Bronx Zoo



Rappers Frontin On The Dog On The Mic Get Stepped Upon



And When You Get Crapped Upon You Can Stomp Like A Leprechaun



Straight Up, Word Up For The Real



Deal, Not Hollyfield But Still



I Might Send In The Dogs Just Like Mike Tyson



When I'm Grabbin The Mic, Everything Is Alright, Yeah



And I Just Lay Back In The Flow



Rappers Wanna Step To Me But They Just Don't Know



That I'm The Dog...




[CHORUS:]



[It's The Dog, Baby Baby



The Dog, Baby Baby



The Dog, Baby Baby



Tim Dog !]



(4x While Tim Dog Goes:)



Yeah !



Comin Back With That East Coast Flavor



Yeah !



Comin Back Like That !




I'm Sittin In My Crib Watchin MTV



When This Skinny Muthaphukka On The Telly Try To Dis Me [Baby]



He Try To Flex On The D-O-G



But If I Gave That Punk Binoculars He Still Couldn't See Me



So Shake Your Bones And Your Rattle



And Leave Your Toy 9 At Home And Bring Your Skills To The Battle



Like Jeru, I'm Gonna Damage



Lookin For Success And Your Ass Is A Burgerking Sandwich



It's A Pitty Fake Ni