Me In Your World (Live)

[Spoken Word Intro: Kurupt & (Snoop Dogg)]

So this that new shit from the West Coast after shop

Coming from me & Daz, ya know what I mean?

(Yeah, that shit is gangsta, ooh, that shit is gangsta)

Tell 'em what you want 'em to do

My man, tell 'em what you want 'em to do

Ladies, whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo

[Verse 1: Daz]

If I did it then I done it, then a battle just started

And I'm gunnin' for niggas who ain't down who I ride for

Dat nigga Daz, Kurupt, Dogg Pound, Death Row

Here we go, Blood or Crip, it don't matter

I blast and outcast those who separate me from my goals

Without a doubt, kill 'em and turn 'em out (What)

Notice the way that I shake, rattle and roll

And like your mamma cryin', enthusiastic as two nines

Kaboom, we mash to the extreme as a team

Scope you out and cut you down like a guillotine (Know what I mean?)

I hung a string of MC's who thought foolishness

Schoolin' this whole rap game, we rulin' this

We doin' this, pursuin' this major

Stackin' major paper, with my Dogg street behavior

I caved ya chest in, bruised ya ribs with a blow of skills

Like Tyson, knockin' your ass out like Bruno

You know I bring death towards your whole fuckin' camp

Get in your skin, kill anything that lives

I never ever thought Dr. Dre could come rough

Call your bluff, comin' with skills to smash your stuff

You know it's hardcore, you know it's raw

You know it's hardcore, I'll break your jaw

Too many times with rhymes I combine

And blow minds with the ways I design too many fuckin' times

[Verse 2: Kurupt]

Hey Daz, the author of authentics (that's me)

When I was young I played games with skirt

Hide and go get it 'til I was laced in a clinic (Oh shit)

Learned quick to always keep a leash and hat on my dick

(Slow down)

I know you're trippin' off me and what play I threw

But I ain't trippin' off you and what you say I do

It's time for war, man, they all runnin' again

Empty clip, reload, start gunnin' again

I remember, "Kurupt, you'll never get that far"

No matter who you are, I found you can shine like stars

I used patience and the planet of my sight

To the corner of deuce-five where it's lot like life

I'm put in a position where I thinks

And I'm 'bout to beat MC's purple, blue and pink

Take what's yours (Yours)

Break down your doors (Doors)

Hardcore radical, rough and raw

When you come talkin' what you talk

It's me, I'm 'bout stalk and I rock it from L.A. to New York

On to the city of Phil' where all my niggas at keepin' it real

All we in sharin' here to the south to the east to the north

Kurupt, grabbin' it about to rip it off

I rocks the West, so tell me who rocks the best

I rocks the spot without Glocks and homicidal shots

I leave the scene like a quake 'cause I leave 'em shakin'

They all shake tryin' to take the money that I make

You'll never get past three rounds

Three rhymes, three MC's in three towns

I came to put it down (Fuck that)

And lay all three of these motherfuckers down on the ground now

[Chorus]

(You know, it's me in your world, Daz)

It's about the bitches

(Nah, it's about the cash)

Move quick

(Move fast)

The real again

(Leave a motherfucker stranded like Gilligan)

Kill and I kill again

I got money on my mind

I'm posted at the Palms

Sittin' in my room with a pad

(Writin' rhymes, dimes on the nickels)

Nickels on the dimes

To quarters, thousands

To million dollar bonds

(You know, it's me in your world, Daz)

It's about the bitches

(Nah, it's about the cash)

Move quick

(Move fast)

The real again

(Leave a motherfucker stranded like Gilligan)

Kill and I kill again

I got money on my mind