Yo, man, there's a lot of brothers out there
Flakin' and perpetratin' who scared to kick reality
Yo, Dre, you been doin' all this dope producin'
You ain't had a chance to show 'em what time it is
So what you want me to do?
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All you got to do now
Express yourself
I'm expressin' with my full capabilities
And now I'm livin' in correctional facilities
'Cause some don't agree with how I do this
I get straight, and meditate, like a Buddhist
I'm droppin' flavour, my behavior is hereditary
But my technique is very necessary
Blame it on Ice Cube, because he said it get funky
When you got a subject and a predicate
Add it on a dope beat, and it'll make ya think
Some suckers just tickle me pink, to my stomach
'Cause they don't flow like this one
You know what, I won't hesitate to diss one or two before I'm through
So don't try to sing this
Some drop science, well I'm droppin' English
Even if Yella, makes it a cappella
I still express yo' I don't smoke weed or sess
'Cause it's known to give a brother brain damage
And brain damage on the mic don't manage nuttin'
But makin' a sucker and you equal
Don't be another sequel
Express yourself
Do it, do
Express yourself
Oh, do it
Ice Cube, is not for the pop charts
So where should a brother like you start expressin' yourself?
My boy'll show you how, yo Dre (what up?)
Drop English right about now
Gettin' back to the PG
That's program, and it's easy
Dre is back, New Jacks are made hollow
Expressin' niggers subject because they like to follow the words
The style, the trend, the records I spin
Again and again and again
Yo y'all on the other end
Watch a brother bringin' dope rhymes, with no help
There's no fessin' or guessin' when I'm expressin' myself
It's crazy to see people be what society wants 'em to be
But not me
Ruthless, is the way to go, they know
Others say rhymes which fail to be original
Or they kill where the hip-hop starts
Forget about the ghetto, and rap for the pop charts
Those are musicians, cuss at home
Too scared to use profanity, when up on the microphone
Yeah they want reality, but you won't hear none
They rather exaggerate a little fiction
Some say no to drugs, and take a stand
But after the show they go lookin for the Dopeman
Oh they ban my group from the radio, "Here, N.W.A."
They say, "Hell no!"
But you know it ain't all about wealth
As long as you make a note to
Express yourself
Do it, do
Express yourself
Oh, do it
A lyricist, yo Dre is the name for it
To make somethin' dope on a record, that's what he came for
Kickin' reality over stand us up
But it's important that you keep it in mind to
(Express yourself)
From the heart 'cause if you wanna start to move up the chart then
Expression is a big part of it
You ain't efficient when you flow, you ain't swift
Movin' like a tortoise, full of rigor mortis
There's a little bit more to show
I got rhymes in my mind, embedded like a embryo
Or a lesson, all of them expression
And if you start 'fessin', I got a Smith and Weston for ya
I might ignore your record because it has no bottom
I get loose in the summer, winter, spring and autumn
It's Dre on the mic gettin' physical
Doin the job, N.W.A. is the lynch mob
Yes I'm macabre, but you know you need this
And the night I just gone, just like a fetus
Or a tumor, well here's the rumour, Dre's in the neighbourhood
And he's up to no good
When I start expressin myself, Yella slam me
'Cause if I stay funky like this, I'm doin' damage
Or I'ma be too hype, and need a straightjacket
I got knowledge, and other suckers lack it
So when you see Dre, a DJ on the mic
Ask what it's like, it's like we gettin' hype tonight
'Cause if I strike, it ain't for your good health
But I won't strike if you just
Express yourself
Do it, do
Express yourself
Oh, do it
Express yourself, express yourself
Express yourself, express yourself
Express yourself, express yourself
Oh, do it
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Express yourself