Who Rocks? - Ultra

Oooh baby

Yeah

Oooh, mmmh

You like that?

Mmmmh yes

What’s my name?

Tim Dog

What’s my name?

Tim Dog !

Yeah

Mmmmh… pull out your mic baby… let me see your mic

Here it is

Oh it’s such a big mic, a beautiful mic.

Who rocks the mic?

Yeah !

Yeah !

The D-O-G, that’s me

Gotta stay hard on the M-I-C

Yeah !

The D-O-G, that’s me

You know how I goes deep with this M-I-C

I grew up on the wildside, stress !

Bullet proof vest so instate on my chest

In the projects, South Bronx bound where it went down

Whenever the brothers rap, yo you know I gotta get down

Sit down, check out this lyrical massageness

Metaphored phrases so the suckaz can’t follow it

Don’t bite it, just taste it

My rhymes you won’t waste it

You chew it like it’s gum

Coz I know you want some

Of the delicious, bubbleicious

Lyrical expeditious

Ways that I display that I’m gettin all the kisses

Like I’m Hershey, the worst, G

Is think that you can hurt me

I shot my A&R coz the sucha tried to jerk me

Who rocks?

Yeah !

Yeah !

The D-O-G, that’s me

You know I gotta hit you with this M-I-C

Yeah !

The D-O-G, that’s me

You know I go up in with this M-I-C

I tie a rope around my neck

Jump off a 50 ft deck

Before a rapper think he’s gonna disrespect

I come correct

South Bronx nigga from the projects

Home of the free cheese and welfare checks

I snap necks

They call me Van Damme with my hands

I’m the man in case the delyricists don’t even understand who I am

The Dog I rip the track like I’m Shaq

So get back before you stick yourself like pretty Tony and the mac

These rappers are wack

But I can never fall or fumble

Just coz I’m Dog doesn’t mean I ain’t humble

I smash, crash MCs and keep my raps hype

Hey yo, Bull, tell’em who rocks the mic, Aight

Yeah !

Yeah !

The D-O-G, that’s me

You know how I do on this M-I-C

Yeah !

The D-O-G, that’s me

I gotta put it down on the M-I-C