It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
  I'll be gone like you're wishin (and i'm out)
  'Cause i ain't got time
  For hangin around
  When you're fuckin' my love
  In all the wrong places
  It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
  I'll be gone like you're wishin (and i'm out)
  'Cause i ain't got time
  For hangin around
  When you're fuckin' my love
  In all the wrong places
  
  Extra, extra
  What's that all about?
  I'm wishin the position
  Of my loving's sorted out
  I shed a tear cause i'm hearin'
  Nothing new or particular
  Status once parallel
  Now it's perpendicular
  And everything is just as clear as day
  Realistically explicit
  In the things you say
  I guess a "bitch" in the batter's
  Gonna make the flavor fatter
  But you gots to keep it for real
  Forget about your jewels and gems
  You won't be needin
  None of them
  The tool'll fix the era
  My mellow used to wear a
  Namebuckle, now he chuckle
  'Cause he earn a dime Quicker
  Talkin bout a burnin'
  Sippin on some malt liQuor
  And all these kiddies
  Wishin they were supa emcees