Doggz Day Afternoon also can't be forgotten, the beat is one of the greatest on the album, daz verses were dope but kurupt just murdered this..
In the dead of winter is when I kick my coldest phrases
Mentalest telepathy, lyrically it amazes
Constructioning thoughts that's as lethal as turpentine
An expert when I flex rhymes feared like ex-cons
In my zone (zone) you can't even find like Atlantis
Stalk like a prayin mantis, leavin battered bodies on the canvas
The burial ground for clowns, open casket
Trackin nikkas down like fukkin basset hounds
Tragic how the mic gets handled
Prodigious like a vandal on a midnight scandal
The scramble like Randall abusive when I recite on the stage
Double access with a brand new motherfukkin mic
DPG eliminates the whole area beyond the thought dismemberin
Motherfukk surrenderin; who, what, when, let's tear shyt the fukk up
The homies coolin while you an' ya chest get fukkin blue an'
Provoke us, survey with the superior focus
I'm that nikka like Daz, crooked as scoliosis
S'impossible to survive on my arrival when I arrive
It's left to ya instict of survival
Mashin, cashing in chips I gotta loose sadistic sick mind
They define it I´m mentally sick, and batter
It doesn't matter when ya into it
Ya just entered in a war-zone all alone with ya microphone unguarded
I just started poetical poltergeist precise and cold-hearted
Empty, tempt me, simply ya get shot
Ya forgot I'm down to empty out my clip on ya block
Stop let the whole place evacuate
wait until we're face-to-face then it escalates
Duck-down, Kurupt clowns nikkas daily, hos can't play me
Observe I serve those that betray me