Wolves

[Chorus: George Clinton]

The fox, is kinda foxy, Mr. Wolf, he's the guy

Who chased Red through the woods and ate Grandma

But a dog is a dog is a dog is a dog

Unlike the wolf who made a widower of Grandpa

[Verse 1: U-God]

Yo, must I flex my cash to sex your ass?

I wet the Ave. when I set my path

The 'Vette don't crash, I'm built to long last

Grab my money clip, I hit the bong fast

Earn my respect, my checks, they better cash

Finger on the trigger with my nigga Fred Glass

Knuckles is brass, start snuffin' you fast

Jumpin' out of cabs, grabbin' money bags

Next shot go right through your hovercraft

You do the math, my acid tongue slash

When will you learn it's return of Shaft

The genuine thriller, the Miller Draft

My force might blur, the Porsche'll purr

The apple Martini, of course it's stirred

I'll do the honor, the Shaolin bomber

Shark skin armor, I'll bring the drama

[Chorus: George Clinton]

The fox, is kinda foxy, Mr. Wolf, he's the guy

Who chased Red through the woods and ate Grandma

But a dog is a dog is a dog is a dog

Unlike the wolf who made a widower of Grandpa

[Verse 2: Method Man]

Damn, defecatin' on the map

Wu-Tang takin' it back, no fakin' in the rap (Nah)

How real is that, 'cause niggas hatin' on the fact

That the kid is blazin' this track and hatin' on 'em back (Yeah)

My dough's stacked up with O's, who the mack

Duckin' po'-po, blowin' smoke O's in the 'Llac

To be exact, don't want no hassle with the  Stat

In the Big Apple, we the rotten apples in the back

Yeah, it's all grillin', how the fuck y'all feelin'?

Non-stop park killin', on the block we was killin' 'em

The arch villains, when the blood start spillin'

Any stuck start squealin', body bags we was fillin' 'em

Yeah, now I got it in the smash

An ounce of marijuana and a llama in the dash

Me and my comrades followin' the cash

And livin' every day like tomorrow is the last

[Chorus: George Clinton]

The fox, is kinda foxy, Mr. Wolf, he's the guy

Who chased Red through the woods and ate Grandma

But a dog is a dog is a dog is a dog

Unlike the wolf, who made a widower of Grandpa

[Bridge: George Clinton]

I'm like the St. Bernard to your baby

When you're lost out in the snow

Like a coyote out on the desert

Where the foxes never go

And the wolf, they never go

[Verse 3: Masta Killa]

Yo, would you recognize a jewel for what it is when you see it?

Or would you take it for somethin' else and get tore the fuck up?

Men come together for the common cause

To beat your ass just because

There's a line you don't cross offendin' the boss

While of course his one selectin' through your head shot

I'm back in the yard again, the bars callin'

Fifteen sets of this will have you swollen

Ladies like, "Damn, Papa, you lookin' right

I'd love to give you some of this pussy and I'm a dyke"

I write when the energy's right to spark friction

DJ cuttin' it, spinnin' it back, mixin'

Great pop knock tickin', poetry description

For the motion picture reenactment

Activate a hired assassin, keep it classic

Rap evolution, every Black, yo, pass that

[Chorus: George Clinton]

The fox, is kinda foxy, Mr. Wolf, he's the guy

Who chased Red through the woods and ate Grandma

But a dog is a dog is a dog is a dog

Unlike the wolf, who made a widower of Grandpa