Bass note, treble, stereo control, how low you go
Just enough to make your juices flow
Press play, don’t stop, rotate, too hot
You feel I’m real
I’m everything you need, so tell me what’s the deal

2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what you say don’t overload
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown

Be careful what you say don’t overload
3D, high speed, feedback, Dolby?
Release two or three, when I reach I can go ’til I hit my peak Compact
steelo, chico, D-Lo, highpost lady Shorty really wanna be there for me

2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what you say don’t overload
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown

All I wanna do is make the whole crowd bounce y’all…
*repeat*

It’s structures to this game, it’s instinct mixed with knowledge
I’m a player in the game and I know not from college
Eyes open, focus, scopin out the scene
Watch the gangsta haters close cos they worse than dope fiends
I hope things get better for you
cos I’ma make things get better for me
and keep the Doggystyle hottest thing out the LB
The L-L-G wit DPG by the sea
We ride at high tide, the East is my side
I’ma tell you ‘long as my voice is recordable
That plan you got ain’t gonna work you better audible
Oh yes I’m fresh and like spy from existence
Wit persistence I perceive
to supply you wit what you need, no room for greed
Better go around and when it come to you
don’t bite off more than you can chew
Respect the game and the game will respect you back
Game is life, life is struggle
without the coastal juggle
So if you drop I test that, fragile as a crsytal
(Will you get mad and go pull out your pistol?)
or will you be a man and pick up all the pieces
and put it back together and remain tougher than leather
As for me I’m tryin to keep it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make the whole crowd bounce y’all

Chorus:

Just keep it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make the whole crowd bounce y’all
*repeat x2*

*?Teatlet?*, hold em, shake em, roll
Fly G boys and all you hoodrat girls
Pound puts it down all around the world
But let’s pick up the litter, LB young nigga
I need solar on my Dogg nall, I bark when it get dark
Bitches in heat we tear the beat up, what?
On the microphone I bury the bone
Always, strays try to follow me home
Uhh, to get the pooper scooper, why? They droppin doo-doo
I’m steppin on shit, lift up the bottom of my shoe
See I’m smashin full-breaded wit no leash
When I mob, make marks across the street
See I’m vicious like hell, got em waggin they tail
for the bow-wow LBC style
Hit you like the Dogg bopper fever, I fetch paper
On the receiver, go get it like a retriever
I want em close enough so I can lock on em
wit the mizzic, see I let the Doggz loose on em
Check this out here man, I lick em, sick em
Man’s bestfriend, I hit you for ten, uhh
Fleas can’t seize my pack, what what’s my name?
Major trick we’re hittin licks like a doberman gang
Y’done trip and try to fuck me up ever since a young puppy
Run a cat up a tree, nigga it’s DPG

Chorus:

All I wanna do is make the whole crowd bounce y’all
Just keep it real Dogg
*repeat x2*

They say once upon a time in the land of the loccs
where it’s all about dope and pistol smoke
I packs me a heavy calibre .38 revolver
We’d out, Dp’d out, GC’d out
Oh, did you not know
Snoop wit the .44 knockin at’cha door
We the passion for smashin and mashin the masses
Knockin niggas llike cash is, Dogg Pound Gangsta assassin
It’s like in a action
cos for the cash in my own zone we known for blastin
Bustin, no need for discussion
We don’t discuss, we stay close as 10 inches then bust
close enough to touch then rush
Clean and radical and get clutch
The Dogg is the Don like killer Corleone
for the D-O-double G (with the solid gold rhyme)

Chorus:

Just keep it real Dogg
All I wanna do is make the whole crowd bounce y’all
*repeat x3*

Polly Darton by a country fence, looking over 13 carrots, laid out in a row)

Polly Darton: Oh, hi there. My name is Polly Darton, and I’d like to sing a song for you, but I can’t. The song I’d like to sing’s called, “14 Carrot Love”, but as you can see, I only have (slowly counting carrots) 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13 carrots. Mm-hmm.

(Benny Rabbit, with a carrot in his mouth, hops by behind her, and then stops to look on)

How can I sing a song about 14 carrot love, when I only have 13 carrots?

(she notices Benny)

Benny: Uh-oh. (tries to sneak away)

Polly Darton: Look! Did you see that bunny with that carrot?

(Benny stops, looking skyward, his escape foiled)

I wonder if he’d let me borrow it. (calls) Here bunny, bunny, bunny!

Benny: (spitting out the carrot) Hey! Don’t call me Bunny! The name is Benny!

Polly Darton: Well, I’m sorry, Benny. I was wondering if I could borrow that carrot there.

Benny: (shocked) No! No way, no chance! No how! This is my carrot, and I gotta get downtown, so goodbye! (picks up carrot in his mouth again)

Polly Darton: Oh please? You have one carrot and I have 13 carrots. (Benny puts carrot back down) If I add your carrot and my 13, I’ll have (slowly counting carrots) 1, 2…

Benny: Yeah yeah yeah…

Polly Darton: …3, 4…

Benny: Come on, I gotta get downtown!

Polly Darton: …5, 6, 7, 8…

Benny: Yeah yeah yeah…

Polly Darton: …9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14 carrots.

Benny: 14, yeah.

Polly Darton: And I can sing my song.

Benny: No, no way, forget it!

Polly Darton: Aw, please? Don’t do it for me – do it for the little children! Please?

Benny: (Squeaks his teeth as he thinks about it) Oh, all right all right all right. You can borrow my carrot. But you have to give it back. And you can’t, I say you can’t nibble on it, okay?

Polly Darton: Okay, okay. Thank you! Thank you, you –

Benny: Yeah yeah yeah…

Polly Darton: …wonderful little bunny, you!

Benny: (appalled) Don’t call me Bunny! The name is BENNY!!!

(music starts, she now sings)

Polly Darton: These carrots from the garden
Are gathered as you see
In one great big bunch
As pretty as can be

Benny: (unimpressed) Yeah…

Polly Darton: The bunch has 13 carrots
But it only takes a shove

(Benny starts getting into the beat)

To add another carrot
And get 14 carrot love!

14 carrot love!

(Benny starts squeaking his teeth in time to the music)

14 carrot love!
That is what we got here –
14 carrot love!
It’s better than some flowers
Or candy on a ring

(Benny’s really getting into it)

And it’s all ’cause of you-ou
I have this song to sing

Together: 14 carrot love!
14 carrot love!
That’s what we got here –
14 carrot love!

(music ends, but Benny keeps singing, leaning back on the fence)

Benny: 14 carrot love! 14 carrot love!

Polly Darton: (calling to him) Hey hey! Benny! Song’s over, Benny!

Benny: (still singing) That’s what we’ve got here! 14 ca- (stops) Oh yeah yeah yeah, right right, well I gotta go anyway. Yeah yeah, I’m just gonna take my carrot here, and get outta here …

Polly Darton: Hey, hey you can have all those carrots, Benny. Just my way of sayin’ thank you.

Benny: (blown away) Oh! Oh gee, well, um … but I don’t know what to say!

Polly Darton: Aw, you know he really is a sweet little bunny!

Benny: (shouting) Don’t call me Bunny! The name is Benny!

(squeaks his teeth as last notes of the song replay)

14 cheerleader cold front
put your nose? beyond
creeping boys in alleys
(find them when your gone?)
stick close to locker rooms
and (waving clothes to wear?)
you will hold them dear
to something (queer and stare?)

16 used companions
have nowhere to stay
give them access to parking spaces
no coin meters there

Business bought the athletes out
With gold medals and role models
Drugs and media and national pride
Why join in when you can watch it on TV?
So out of the stadiums!
Into the hills!
Out of the armchairs!
Onto the fells!
Staggering through mud and peat
Gasping breaths and sucked-in cheeks
Bogs like lead to clutch your feet
Through the rivers, over peaks
So out of the stadiums!
Into the hills!
Out of the armchairs!
Onto the fells!
Studmarks next to summit heather
Everything suddenly comes together
No audience viewing-figures
Just you against yourself
So out of the stadiums!
Into the hills!
Out of the armchairs!
Onto the fells!

How many times have I called you
While you were working just to say
Left messages on your answering machine
About three or four times a day
There aren’t many more ways in words that I can say
So I’ll just say numerically from my heart to you – 143

So many times I’ve brought roses
Just to see that smile on your face
I can’t remember how many e-mails I sent you
Just to tell you about my day
There aren’t many more ways in words that I can say
So I’ll just say numerically from my soul to you – 143

Girl you know you are so special to me
And you deserve to be treated exclusively
I treat you like Valentines Day 365 a year
Make sure that everything you need will always be right here
I just refuse to be your typical ordinary run of the mill
Garden variety lover
I’ll make sure everyday you live will be like Christmas Eve
I wanna make you feel fine
Just like a summer breeze
Cause I refuse to be predictable average run of the mill
Garden variety love
See sometimes words may get in the way
Of things that you really really meant to say
So I wanna out this time to make sure that how I really feel
Gets through to you
Cause listen
There aren’t many more ways and words that I can say
So I choose to tell you how I feel in a numerical way’
Got so tired of trying to find the most complicated way
To say it to you so I simplified and broke it down
To 143 – and that means I love you

Run the track
Ooh, it’s it’s so funky (yes it is)
It’s it’s so funky (15 after da hour baby)
Ooh, it’s it’s so funky (something always happens)
It’s it’s so funky
Ooh, it’s it’s so funky (it’s oh so funky)
It’s it’s so funky (check it out)
Ooh, it’s it’s so funky (Maganoo and Timbaland, check it out in stores)

Timbaland:

It’s about 5:15 got a call from Weezie West
Timbaland you have a check on my desk
You must pick it up by 7
Or you’ll have to pick it up by 11
Wait a minute I got a meeting at 6
I can’t pick it up by 7-ish
Therefore I must pick wait until tomorrow
Go to my man and ask if I can borrow
200 or 100 chips
If I get them then I dip
Now it’s about 9:15
Got a page from my girl Misdemean
Timbaland I need you to meet me out in Queens
While you on your way don’t forgetto bring
My sunglasses and my show-jack
Don’t forget da gat and the cigarettes
It’s about 10:15
Call on my cell it’s this fine beauty queen
Timbaland make my body hot, make it steam
Shit, it’s 11:15
Got another call from another beauty queen
But I can’t hit, got to see Misdemean
Here I am out in the middle of Queens
Damn near about 1:15
Now I’m leaving Queens about 3:15
Hopin I can hit one of my queens
So I hit about 7:15
Then I finish at 9:15
Tell her to wake me up at 10:15
But she wakes me up at 11:15
Know what I mean I’m late for weezie
15 after da hour, it’s kinda cheezie

Magoo:

Early in the morn, 8:15
Jump in the tub, rub-a-dub, get clean
Rap the listine I got from Misdemean
9:15 dressed in all green
Dip to the parking lot
Look what I got
10:15 meet Tim at the spot
We can make it hot
Cook it in the pot
11:15 feed the hoe while it’s hot
1:15 got to get rubbers
Me and Lisa Lee later on beat lovers
2:15 we like sex in the mist
3:15 was the first time we kissed
Girl your man aint shit and you know it
4:15 is the time I can show it
When I say suck it, it don’t mean blow it
5:15 get loot cause you broke it
Girl it aint a blunt, so dont smoke it
Better if you grab it with your hand then you choke it
6:15, aint my day quick?
VCR tape, halloween is the flick
Drinking like a cellar, pass out drunk
7:15 had a dream I was a monk

Timbaland:

15 after da hour everything seems to go bad you say dag
15 after da hour booty calls get lost in the sauce, what’s the cost?
15 after da hour, 15’s a bad number know what I mean?
15 after da hour, 15, 15
Say what?

Hey what’s the matter wit’ you guys back there,
You sure look beat or somethin’, you been knockin’ yourselves out?

We want a 15 minute intermission boss
We want a 15 minute intermission boss
We want a 15 minute intermission boss
With your permission!

You gotta be kiddin’ man!

We want a 15 minute intermission boss
We want a 15 minute intermission boss
We want a 15 minute intermission boss
With your permission!

Intermission!
When makin’ music gets to be a chore
An intermission is your only cure
To ease your palpitatin’ embouchure
You’ll never get to heaven if you treat us this way!

Want a 15 minute intermission boy,
15 minute intermission boy,
15 minute intermission boy–

Mmm — Intermission!

15 will get ya 20
16 will get ya 10
Don’t think it can’t happen to you cause
It happened to one of my friends

18 fresh out of school
Doin’ the right thing playing by the rues but
One day she caught his eye 36-24-with
A skirt size 5. He stepped to and
Asked her name mot ever thinking to
Ask her age she so fine she had
To be grown had he known then what
He knows now.
She was only beauty queen, man oh man how
Could this be so damn fly but only16

15 get ya 20, 16 get you 10 don’t
Think it can’t happen to you cause
It happened to one of my friends

Let me tell you about my friend
1997 homecoming queen working hard
On her degree but one hot day she was
Out at the Greek and there he was about
5’9 chocolate as cocoa in the middle of
July so fine. He had to be grow
Had she knew then what she knows now.
He was only 16 with the body of a god and
A face of a king man oh man how could this be
So damn fly but only 16

All the runners running downhill
All the throwers with strap-on muscles
Gold, silver, and bronze
To the designer-drugs and anabolic steroids
Random testing doesn’t exist
No promoters will take the risk
Street-price injection for a personal best
Praise to Roche for finishing first
All the runners have their little helpers
All the throwers on uppers and downers
“From now on,” said Ron
“It’s downhill all the way.”