D.O.C. Man - Dave McGrew

Check this out, we've come to the last and final record This is Dr. Dre in full effect And we gonna kick it off a little somethin' like this We got my mella Yella Boy on the drums We got Stan "The Guitar Man" droppin' the rhythm We got L.A. Dre on the keyboards And I want the whole posse in this muthafucka To rock on this funky ass beat we fittin' to drop, aight So Ice Cube, you the early bird on this muthafucka, run it Picture a nigga that's raw Amplify his ass, and what you see is what's saw Muthafuckas I slaughter, blow 'em out the water Word to me, fuck the father My medley is deadly, as a pin in a hand grenade 5 seconds before you get played You can't throw me, I guess you'll blow up Ever see a sucker scattered? It'd make ya throw up Then I take advantage, you can't manage To get up, all you can do is sit up, I get lit up Hit up Ice Cube, tear shit up Like a dude you can bet on, collide like a head-on Collision, stutter steppin' is an incision Of a nigga saying exactly what I vision Because I'm gone, you think I left you all But I stay in ya ass, like cholestreol When I blast, I'm solid as Alcatraz And if you escape, you better swim fast 'Cause I'll catch ya, physically and mentally And the capital punishment's the penalty Sit in the electric chair, grab a hold Pull the switch, ya body twitch, ya eyes explode Out your skull, 'cause being dull on a flow Is a N-O, niggas didn't know that I can go Off, and show off, to throw off, the law Turn, take 10 spaces, then draw What's left is a muthafucka dead in the alley Ice Cube is the shit on The Grand Finale Yeah, yeah that was funky but now we need the Muthafuckin' ruthless villian to speak, so kick it The grand finale, yo, it's my turn to bust So let weak muthafuckas turn to dust If you're weak, it ain't your fault, just take a Kick in the ass, and get turn into a pillar of salt And niggas that bite me just to taste me I make the punk muthafuckas buckle up for safety And those that don't, they caught from the flash And scream like a bitch, when he's caught in a whiplash Givin' him pain 'cause I'm urgin' Rearrange their muthafuckin' face like a surgeon It ain't no excuse for the torture deliverin' Don't say ya not scared, yo I can tell 'cause your shiverin' Lyrics labeled wit' an X and not a G I said fuck the police, yo, so now they're after me I'm wanted by the law so I stay low Representin' the pimp, while bitches make me my dough In a different stage, I must've went on a rampage Me and the D.O.C. are always hittin' the front page For what, for stealin' and steppin' up to the shelf And when I enter the party, niggas shit on their self And for what? Maybe 'cause I'm Ren And when they clean up the shit, yo, they do it again So fuck it, sit back cool and relax While Eazy, busses the facts, kickin' The Grand Finale Yeah, y'all know what time it is, Eazy Muthafuckin' E is in the house doin' damage They made it easy for me to come off like the enforcer Mass murderin' muthafuckas in the course of An everyday, situation where I would stalk by Fuck a car, I do a muthafuckin' walk-by Eazy-E an', the D-O to the C an' Run house, and yo there be no disagreein' 'Cause if there is some, you feelin' staticky Then I'm arrested, (for what), assault and battery Never outdone, only outdoin' Lovin' the bitches and leave the hoes boo-hooin' Why? 'Cause they're addicted, to what my dick did The pleasure and pain, the wing-ding inflicted (Yeah) they'll never forget what's done in bed By Eazy, the name of a Compton hard-head Cool, but loco like loc, never broke 'Cause it pays to be Ruthless, this is why I do this I don't give a fuck about fame I rather deal with a number than a muthafuckin' name (word) Get me paid and then rap 'Cause all that other bullshit wit'out money ain't jack Eazy, but not that easy to deal with Especially if you're poppin' bullshit The E-A-Z-Y and to the E Expressin' a thought, on the muthafuckin' Grand Finale Yeah, that shit was funky Last but not least is the muthafuckin' D.O.C., this is yo' album, so that Means you definitely got to get funky, so run it Swingin', singin', a brand new rap On a rhythm, concocted by my homie in the back and If it makes you giggle, it must be kinda funny But to me it's kinda cool, (tell 'em why), I'm makin' money Trippin' up the man wit' the swift hand movement Provin' if you're groovin', then it's cool when he be doin' it Takin' a second for me to blow ya mind 'Cause I'm the diggy diggy D.O.C. and I would've been down wit' rock But I was smart, the D-O to the C knowin' the formula It's rough, I mean it's funky enough for me And you can have a listen, nothin' after this and D-O-N-T M-O-V-E yo, wit'out permission From the D-O to the C, I'm just better than The normal man, and I'll be damned if a sucker can Ever compete, wit' the elite Much less beat, it's like dancin' wit' 2 left feet Never smile when the D.O.C. is in the room Or I'mma send ya ass right to the temple of doom I got raw when I came to Cali Now I'm wit' NWA, on the muthafuckin' Grand Finale Yeah, yeah, that shit was stupid def But right about now we gotta send a shout out To everybody that helped put this muthafuckin' project together That's word, word 'em up Peace is dedicated to the homeboy Eazy-E Ice Cube M.C. Ren D.J. Yella And these all the homies from the gang NWA ya know what I'm sayin'? L.A. Dre Stan "The Guitar Man" Donovan Michel'le D.J. Speed My homeboys Yomo & Maulkie The super-dope manager Jerry Heller And of course the rest of the Ruthless and Comptown posse Word 'em up! Shut the fuck up! Aaaahhh!

Y'all ready for this Rastafara Sonna Madda Fa Drop the lyrics, a'ight One, and here comes the two to the three and four Then I drop the beat I have in store Lay dynamics on the top like a rug Make it sound smooth and later make a dub Enunciate well, so that you can tell I am not illiterate, no not even a little bit Nothin' like an idiot, get it You want the record, cool, I'm with it Let the rhythm take you, shake it cause it makes you As I turn the knob of the door you escape through Go in like a knot, don't be a puff And I let it play cause Dre's getting funky enough It's funky, it's funky It's funky, it's funky It's funky, it's funky It's funky, it's funky Dre makes the beats so fun-fun-funky It's gettin' funky, it's gettin' funky It's gettin' funky, it's gettin' funky It's gettin' funky, it's gettin' funky It's gettin' funky, it's gettin' funky Watch the smooth lyrics that take place If you want another reason why it must be funky Yo, I am not a jackass meanin' not a donkey So I will play the game like it should be played Drop the funk into the mix so the place will never fade Ship it the the stations in your jurisdiction Brothas say I'm dope, and the others say I'm bitchin' No crowd can avoid the D-O to the C When I'm P-E-R-F-O-R-M-I-N-G On the stage, see the simple fact is I am dope And known, I rock a funky beat without a cord so It is my conclusion you will enjoy the fusion And I will ascend with the style I am using Knowin' that it's tough and it's not a bluff I think I'll let it play cause Dre's hittin' funky enough It's funky, it's funky It's funky, it's funky It's funky, it's funky It's funky, it's funky Dre makes the beats so fun-fun-funky It's gettin' funky, it's gettin' funky It's gettin' funky, it's gettin' funky It's gettin' funky, it's gettin' funky It's gettin' funky, it's gettin' funky Dre make the funky hip-hop music so check it Listen to the kick, drop in with the click And with no rehearses I'm dropping funky verses Stupid with the bit that you think you are relying on You love it when it rattles is the fact that I'm buying on Suckers never come close cause of knowing There is no stopping the D.O.C. when I'm flowin' But in the event that someone will try and juice this Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless I don't give a damn, don't think that I am jokin' Cause I don't think he is funny when you're messing with my money Yo people tell me this, yo Dre you must stop him But with no frills, so I just drop him Continue with the rhyme and make sure I get mine With no static cause that's all I need to get my nine, but Lessons have been learned now all kidding have been fronting Let it play when the people say, Dre yo you're getting funky enough It's funky, it's funky It's funky, it's funky It's funky, it's funky It's funky, it's funky Dre makes the beats so fun-fun-funky It's gettin' funky, it's gettin' funky It's gettin' funky, it's gettin' funky It's gettin' funky, it's gettin' funky It's gettin' funky, it's gettin' funky Deal with the D-O to the C I need a break so I can check around See who the hell who is sittin' down I want all chairs off the floor And if he stands to the wall, show him the door And the PK nothing giving you something to rock to To go nonstop to, not have to look at the clock you Percieve, but can't believe you're being taken By a beat so cool you start shaking And shivering, cause I'm delivering the answer Haven't seen you're a hellified dancer You tried sittin' but it just won't work Cause the beat is so fresh Don't even tell it won't be funky enough It's funky, it's funky It's funky, it's funky It's funky, it's funky It's funky, it's funky Dre makes the beats so fun-fun-funky It's gettin' funky, it's gettin' funky It's gettin' funky, it's gettin' funky It's gettin' funky, it's gettin' funky It's gettin' funky, it's gettin' funky And with the help of the Dr. Dre, kick it It's getting funky on the mix now, right It's getting funky on the mix now, right It's getting funky on the mix now, right It's getting funky on the mix now Put it in the needle, and drop it on the one, boy

I'm waiting, the summer The light that shines right from your eyes 'Cause I can be much better than you knew From a long, long time ago I'm waiting, the summer The light that shines right from your eyes 'Cause I can be much better than you knew From a long, long time ago I like you, I feel you I'm struggling with the feeling that you'll be around And I hope that this time is for real I like you, I feel you I'm struggling with the feeling that you'll be around And I hope that this time is for real Don't want to live just trying to remember That someday she might be around You got to know that I'll dominate you She's so hard to satisfy And I know And you know And she knows That my love won't fade away Don't want to live just trying to remember That someday she might be around I like you, I feel you I'm struggling with the feeling that you'll be around And I hope that this time is for real I like you, I feel you I'm struggling with the feeling that you'll be around And I hope that this time is for real That someday she might be around I'm waiting, the summer The light that shines right from your eyes 'Cause I can be much better than you knew From a long, long time ago I'm waiting, the summer The light that shines right from your eyes 'Cause I can be much better than you knew From a long, long time ago I like you, I feel you I'm struggling with the feeling that you'll be around And I hope that this time is for real I like you, I feel you I'm struggling with the feeling that you'll be around And I hope that this time is for real That someday she might be around

All I want to be is a shovely bubbly gobbly gook A seagull stole him from his slow mama's hands Aboard the boat, the Sweet Louisa And dropped him in the meadowlands Where wild hyenas taught him how to hunt old elephants So he spent his formative years eating out badunkadunk Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) He traveled across the sea in the belly of a Japanese businessman On a pleasure ship to France And he don't know why she loves him And he don't know why the sun sets but Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Bang pow pow pow ah And her father hated him with the passion of a dying Chinaman He said, "Get him out of here or I'm going to bite off his face" No daddy daddy, don't daddy daddy "Get the fuck out of my house" No daddy daddy, don't daddy daddy "This is my house, my house" Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman)

You wish you were stronger You'd learn to love to be alone You're always running into the arms of disaster You wish you were smarter You'd sink your hopes with a stone You're always running into the arms of desire If I could change it all I would But I can't Heal the hurt that weighs you down But I can't Make some sense out of this world But I can't We used to dream We'd somehow always Land on our feet Despite all the distance No matter the tension Like cats entwined in heat Maybe I waited far too long Maybe I waded far too deep Maybe I waited far too long Waiting for the nights to right the I wish I was crueler I'd slash the throat of my god 'Cause I'm always running into the arms of disaster I wish I was colder I'd shiv myself in the yard 'Cause I'm always running into the arms of desire If I could change it all I would But I can't Heal the hurt that keeps us bound But I can't Make some sense out of this crazy world But I can't We used to dream We'd somehow always Land on our feet Despite all the distance No matter the tension Like cats entwined in heat We used to dream We'd somehow always Land on our feet Maybe I waited far too long Maybe I waded far too deep Maybe I waited far too long Waiting for the night to right the If I could change it all I would