NWA - Express Yourself Lyrics
[Dr. Dre:]Yo, man... There's a lot of brothers out there flakin' and perpetratinBut scared to kick reality.[Ice Cube:]Man, you've been doing all this dope producing.You had a chance to show 'em what time it is...[Dr. Dre:]So, what you want me to do?Express Yourself...[Dr. Dre:]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, meditate like a BuddhistI'm droppin' flava, my behaviour is heriditery,But my technique is very necessary.Blame it on Ice Cube... Because he says it gets funkyWhen you got a subject and a predacit.Add it on a dope beatAnd that'll make you think.Some suckaz just tickle me pinkTo my stomache. 'Cause they don't flow like this one.You know what? I won't hesitate to dis oneOr two before I'm through.So don't try to sing this!Some drop scienceWhile I'm droppin' English.Even if YellaMakes it a-capellaI still express, yo, I don't smoke weed or a sess.Cause its known to give a brother brain damage.And brain damage on the mic don't manageNuthin'But makin' a sucker and you equal.Don't be another sequel...Express Yourself...Express Yourself...Come on and do it...Express Yourself...Express Yourself...Come on and do it...Now, gettin' back to the PG.That's program, and it's easy.Dre is back. Newjacks, I mean hollow,Expressin' ain't their subjectBecause they like to followThe words, the style, the trend,The records I spin.Again and again and againYo, you on the other end.Whatch a brother playin' dope rhymes with no help.There's no fessin' and guessin'While I'm expressin myself.It's crazy to see people beWhat society wants them to be. But not me!Ruthless...Is the way to goThey know.Others say rhymes that failTo be original.Or they kill where the hiphop starts,Forget about the ghettoAnd rap for the pop charts.Some musicians curse at homeBut scared to use profanityWhen 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.Or they ban my group from the radio.Hear NWA and say "Hell no!".But you know it ain't all about wealth.As long as you make a note to...Express Yourself...Express Yourself...Come on and do it...Express Yourself...Express Yourself...Come on and do it...Express Yourself...From the heart.Cause if you wanna start to move up the chartThen expression is a big part of it.You ain't efficient when you flowYou ain't swift, movin' like a tortoise.Full of rigor mortis.There's a little bit more to showI got rhymes in my mind, embedded like an embryo.Or a lesson - all of 'em expressionAnd if you start fessin' -I got a Smith and WessunFor you.I might ignore your recordBecause it has no bottom.I get loose in the summer. When in spring and autumnIt's Dre on the mic, gettin' physical.Doin' the jobNWA is the lynch mob!Yes, I'm a cob?But you know you need this.And the knowledge is growin'Just like a foetus, or a tumor.But here's the rumor:Dre is in the neighborhoodAnd he's up to no good.When I start expressin' myself,Yella, slam it!Cause If I stay funky like this I'm doin' damage.Or I'mma be too hyped,And need a straight jacket.I got knowledge and other suckaers 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 strikeIt ain't for your good health.But I won't strike if you just...Express Yourself...Express Yourself...Come on and do it...Express Yourself...Express Yourself...Come on and do it...Express Yourself...Come on and do it...Come on and do it...Come on and do it...Come on and do it... [music fades]
