One, two, three kick it Hey yo Dre what's going on man what's going on Hey what'cha all gonna do for this last record No tell what'cha all gonna do Ok you want me to do the intro alright Parental discretion is advised for the moment While I'm getting candid now understand it Ain't too typical in any way though the pro On the mic is the D.O. to the C., this is an intro I know the D.O.C. make ya want to takea Valium So buy a bucket 'cause I'm coming, it's my album And for the record, meaning my record, check it Listen to the single and you'll be like, yo, I gotta get it But in the meantime, listen to the rhyme of the Dr. Dre Played wit NWA Yella's on the drum roll, rocking the beat Hey yo Dre, where are you gonna take this shit man Hey yo, let's take it to the street (word up) Let 'em understand perfection Let knowledge be the tool for suckers to stop guessing Cause I don't give a fuck about radio play Observed the English I display Lyrics for the adults, children have been barred Scarred from listening to suckers so muthafuking hard Dope, pumping that so much shit will never falter Yo, It's Dre, so fuck the minor ?(minalta)? Psycho like no other muthafuka, so Step to me wrong, G-O for what you N-O But be warn, never will I leave like a regular Cause I'm a little better then the regular competitor I use to see 'em on stage Earning money like a thief but without a gauge Until I got full of clocking the lane, getting pulled (They said you was gonna get paid) no, that's bullshit They like it stylistic And I enchant the crowd like I'm a misfit (C-see-see-C) see-see-see-cameras on flashing when I'm in action A photo or fresh wit a flair for fashion Pure simplicity, see it's elementary To hear one of the hardest muthafukers this century Try to comprise a word to the wise And the guys, parental discretion is advised Ren is most extremely high performance The black hat 'cause I worn this 'cause it's like enormous Some shit, I don't take it, not even in a toilet And shit from a sucker, put in a pot and I'll boil it Turn up the pilot as it burns And maybe, the muthafukers will learn I'm not a sub 'cause I speak sensible Not consider a prince 'cause I'm a principal I'm engineering the shit that you're hearing Cause when it comes to power, I'm power steering Silly you say, I say you silly when you're say it Rushing to the eject to put my shit in and play it It's like Apollo but I'm not an amateur And I'm not giving a fuck while I'm damaging ya It's for the record so Ren's lyrics, I'm gonna spin it And if there was a trophy involved, I'll win it Possession is mine and I'm the holder Cause a nigga like Ren don't give a fuck 'cause I'm older So for you to step off would be wise And say fuck it, parental discretion is advised I be what is known as a bandit You gotta hand it to me when you truly understand it Cause if you fail to see, read it in brail Would it still be funky, so what's next is the flex Of a genius, meander stutter stepping, if you seen this Dope, you hope that I don't really mean this But it play, making greater high top fade It's not my trademark when I get loose in the dark You guess it was a test of a different style It's just another muthafuker on the pile Driving your ass with the floor of your tongue You hung yourself short, be after knowledge was brung To your attention by the hardest muthafuking artist That is know for lenching any sucker in a minute Stagger 'em all When I start flowing like Niagra Falls Ice Cube is a quick to rip shit in a battle Move like a snake when I'm mad and then my tail rattle I get low on a flow so let your kids know When I bust, parental discretion is a must Little did they know that I would be arriving And then surprising, rocking it from where I been But it's the E here to take no mistake To be made in a trade where funky ass records are being played Fuck the regular, yo, I get better, the Bitches want to trick and go stupid for the dick So I get 'em hot thinking they're gonna get it As they sit, rubbing their legs like a cricket To you it may be funny But there's no type of some beef without money So slip the see-note and you can choke On a wind ding ding-a-ling down your throat Foreplay to me ain't shit When you spread them, I'm ready, then you can get the dick Of the Eaze, if you can deal wit the size But if you can't, parental discretion's advise Shut the fuck up