Can I give you a little piece of the pie? Shake it, bake this thing for me Cause you just flow so viciously Just Blaze! You know what? You talk too much Hoe get up out my face unless you trying to fuck

Second floor of my hotel I'm rollin' up bout' to blaze It's on now To this Frankie Beverly and Mase As our days about to pass And our days in the past He said my mind free So my mind free at last

See it deh know the innocent going up in vapors And propaganda spreading inna the Sunday papers not even superman coulda save you with him cape cause Red-a judgement a blaze, blaze ya And Babylon a gamble the youth dem life like racehorse And gi dem a

See it deh know the innocent going up in vapors And propaganda spreading inna the Sunday papers not even superman coulda save you with him cape cause Red-a judgement a blaze, blaze ya And Babylon a gamble the youth dem life like racehorse And gi dem a

The lights go off Say its going to be, alright It's going to be, alright Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be Stay close to me, so close to me That's how it's supposed to be Long as you've been knowing me You been holding me down I'm sure as fuck, so

We're building it up We can't wait To burn it to the ground And you were there at the turn To break it back down To burn it down And fan the flames As your blazes burn Waiting to let me know

Na-na-na-na-na-nanana So go ahead and blaze up Today's the day to blaze up (Yeah, yeah ooh) So go ahead and put your J's up (And smoke) Whenever I'm down and out I get back to myself I roll a motherfucking fat back to myself Leave it to beaver, America

In my whole life I’ve never felt so free You’re my reason In this wonderful life A super weapon For stopping the fight You made it happen It was love at first sight In one vast second

When the fever comes To take care of my soul And there's no one else Yes there's no one else Open up your eyes I've got nothing to say There's no one else but us In this little place Moving like the rain

Light Speed, blazin Chronic through the galaxy Hydro, doja, chocolate thai weed Or we might be sippin on gin or Hennessey Fuck that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas Hey, yo whassup? My name is Dre Can I blaze some chronic witchu? Nigga what?