- The D.O.C. lend mean ear 歌詞
- The D.O.C.
- A little bit better than ****st
A brand new kid in showbiz
With knowledge
I persevere
But now do me a favor, lend me an ear
And we can find the rhyme to fill in space
And drop the bass with a taste of light
Lyrical perfection, see
Im equipped to um
Open your mind like a
Christmas gift
Its 89 , the new school is needed
Originals, see nobody can do it like we did
The D-O to the
C-O, a deuce not a trio
Me-o, mi-o, spin a chump like a gyro
Hard, dangerous, suckers angle this
Cut is raw, why?
Cause they cant handle this
Loot to bring, and
I take a second to rock the rhythm
And stay smooth like a prism
A Portrait of a
Masterpiece,
Its Funky
Enough Cause
Dre told me it has to be
A little stronger, to
I make not a mistake
Im too much on the hype tip,
Dre break
Circle an answer, its a multiple choice
Whos the kid with the golden voice?
A, the brother upon this song
B and C, I dont know, but that answers wrong
Pure simplicity, its the
D-O to the
C Most incredible, unforgettable
On a mission, the man kids want to be
Like that, cause
Im one in a mil
Hype producer, creator, maker
Making it now but
Ill do it for you later
In the mix
Dre put his hands on (Scratching)
Now thats a hell of a song
I show and tell what should be told
And say it with conviction and proper use of diction
So that its easy to understand (Who can do it better?)
Huh, no one can 88 is gone, and all you big shots
Have graduated, in other words made it
So its a new year to start a new time
You need to know whats on my mind so lend me an ear
Hold the riff, sucker, cause we dont need that
Its so dont standing and my mic dont feed back
Break, youre broke , he got up and forgot
I drop science, and put his neck in a knot
Trying to hold what cant be held
So the punk records jam,
I dont give a damn
I do it in a different class, so whats up?
You wanna break?
Youre all the threat of a buttercup
As knowledge coming,
Im coming never sleep or slip
I fall on the serious tip
Stop and stutter trying to think, your brain is soft
Words are clogged in your throat, youre coughing on
The boss, straight from the
South Word is bond from word of mouth
So let the nation be hip to the fact that
Im the great one
Until I sung, no damage done
Peace, a dream we all dream together
**** forever together in a nation of one
Rising and showing no fear
Yo, lend me a **********ing ear
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