Yo, man, there's a lot of brothers out there flakin' and perpetratin'
But scared to kick reality
Yo Dre, you've been doing all this dope producing
You had a chance to show 'em what time it is
So, what you want me to do?
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, meditate like a Buddhist
I'm droppin' flavor, my behavior is hereditary
But my technique is very necessary
Blame it on Ice Cube
Because he says it gets funky
When you got a subject and a predicate
Add it on a dope beat
And that'll make you 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 dis one
Or two before I'm through
So don't try to sing this!
Some drop science
While I'm droppin' English
Even if Yella
Makes it a cappella
I still express, yo, I don't smoke weed or a sess (oh, do it)
'Cause its known to give a brother brain damage
And brain damage on the mic don't manage
Nothin'
But makin' a sucker and you equal
Don't be another sequel
Express yourself
Do it good
Express yourself
Ohh do it
Ice Cube, its not for the pop chart
So where should a brother like you
Start expressin' yourself, my boy
I'll show you how
Yo Dre
What up?
Drop English, what about
Now, gettin' back to the PG
That's program, and it's easy
Dre is back. Newjacks, I mean hollow
Expressin' ain't their subject
Because they like to follow
The words, the style, the trend
The records I spin
Again and again and again
Yo, you on the other end
Watch 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 be
What society wants them to be. But not me!
Ruthless
Is the way to go, they know
Others say rhymes that fail to be original
Or they kill where the hip-hop starts
Forget about the ghetto
And rap for the pop charts
Those, some musicians curse at home
But 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
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
Do it good
Express yourself
Ohh do it
A lyricist
Yo Dre is the name for
That makes somethin' dope on a record
that's wot he came for
Kickin' reality, understand himself
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
And better like an embryo
Or a lesson, all of 'em expression
And if you start fessin'
I got a Smith and Wesson for you
I might ignore your record
Because it has no bottom
I get loose in the summer
When in spring and autumn
It's Dre on the mic, gettin' physical
Doin' the job
NWA is the lynch mob!
Yes, I'm a cob?
But you know you need this
And the knowledge is growin'
Just like a fetus, or a tumor
But here's the rumor
Dre is in the neighborhood
And 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'ma be too hyped
And need a straight jacket
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 good
Express yourself
Oh, do it
Express yourself
Express yourself
Express yourself
Express yourself
Express yourself
Express yourself
Oh, do it
