[Rage]
 All ways and forever  forever and all ways
 the rhythm will flow from now and through all days
 as long as the sun shines
 as long as Eisenours on the dime
 yo  I'll be kickin the rhyme
 One time for ya mind  your soul your body
 D o g's on the side of me  smooth as E & J
 hard as Bacardi smackin those yaddy yacks and ducks keep quackin
 hands that are clappin end up cracklin
 under the heat the pressure from the one thats deffer
 Egyptian ruler will call me cleo ro Nefertiti yes indeedi
 got the eyes of the beedie-body from Tahiti
 voice of the will lyrics blow
 chills up ya spine thats illslow
 all thoughts in ya mind drop a yo
 came in the front but you be kicked through the back door
 for tryin to step, tryin to come incorrect
 tryin to play the left, tryin to start a mess
 tryin to cause fuss, tryin to raise a ruckus...Huh
 you'll end up ashes to ashes, dusk to dusk
 a busta you musta been fuckin on drugs
 and alcohol back off, all a yall up against the wall
 spread em, doggs go get em and
 cuff em and stuff em, cold shed em dont let em
 not a word, not another one heard
 if you try you die, visions blurred, speech slurred
 served with a cherry on top
 Rage in effect I just begun to rock
 Yeah rock on witcha bad self R A G E!
 rock on witcha bad self R A G E !
 Rock on witcha bad self R A G E !
 Rock on witcha bad self....
 [Daz]
 Yo..Im Dat Nigga Daz who packs a tre-8 slug
 a true nigga from the hood and the pound gives love
 Yo see...niggas wanna be down but never came around
 so back up off my nuts and stop sweatin the pound
 you see niggas get broke off like 1,2,3
 cuz Im the D-A to the..(D-A-to the..)
 D-A- to the Z
 Now G'z pay attention to this young ass mack daddy
 in a caddy-haddy, not known about the city
 where the niggas hang around
 so I roll em up and hit em up wit the motherfuckin Dogg Pound
 [Kurupt]
 I'm rough and rugged and up till to the dirt
 I'm from the Dogg Pound nigga so Im puttin in work
 I'm no joke who the fuck you tryin to provoke
 (1-8-7)It's cool how his ass got smoked
 I don't drink no fuckin Vsop
 I drink the motherfuckin O.G., O-E
 Im from the clik that be kickin the gangsta shit bitch
 real niggas real G'z wit real big dicks
 I hit em up wit the Pound
 so what you wanna throw up
 claimin your cocaine or cavi when you blow up
 know what? the Pounds in the motherfuckin house
 back again we try to get high as we kin
 Dr.Dre be kickin phat rhymes and produce and kick shit
 I gets more wicked than Beetlejuice
 Motherfuckers get battered so scatter
 before I keep ya hostage a nigga hostage like the grim reaper
 so Im comin from my hood...what hood
 you really like to know motherfucker I thought you knew
 motherfucker dont you know Im stranded on the row
 I take a look into the crowd kick a style a flow
 I'm mashin, motherfuckers get murdered for action
 relax kid, your rollin wit a fuckin assasin
 outlasted did dirt the other day
 betray, the roll of a G, from the D-O double G
 P-o-u-n-d, Pound so bow-bow motherfuckin marks
 the execute the start, when the chronic gets sparked
 Im like ??
 Wrecks I flex murderous rhymes to leave you all dead
 what said is all said its already spoke
 the dead is the dead I aint no fuckin joke
 I murder motherfuckers as a hobby
 one of my idols aint no joke so why in the fuck should I be
 Fly me to the Bahamas, ruff rhymer,
 dramas what your kickin, wicked is how Im a
 approach ya, the locster, whos quick to up and smoke ya
 your lookin like a smoka, grinnin like the joker
 I yolk ya from da back like a bitch talkin shit
 but a bitch aint shit, cuz a bitch aint shit
 but a ho and trick on my dick
 flip, lets take a trip to the Dogg Pound
 fools tryed to punk me when I was young but Im a hog now
 and I gets respect and I step wit a tec 9
 ready to put somethin up in that ass to give respect mine
 fool, Deatrow aint lynchin and the Pound aint mobbin
 we all dont give a fuck run in your crib and start robbin
 throbbin, I'll break a nigga down in the 90's
 maxin at the Pound wit my doggs is where you'll find me
 Beatch