| The said it was all about knowledge |
| And know I feel like I got most of it all |
| Dre, Drop it! |
| Parental discrestion is advised when the D.O.C. gets candid |
| To move like a one-armed bandit |
| Arrange the tempo when I go solo |
| The beat and the cut to a rhyme, and it’s oh so |
| Raw, cause you want to jam, then you go «Damn he’s good» |
| And you’re right cause I am |
| And I’m strong, strong enough to reach them |
| They said they wanna learn, so I’m a teach them |
| Amplified by a microphone, my point it known |
| So yo, leave the pad at home |
| I’m down with the sound so much that I can feel it |
| If there’s a deal to be dealt, then I’ll deal it |
| I’m on a roll, that’s word to the father |
| Chumps want to break, but I tell 'em I don’t bother |
| Char the memory of all who saw the |
| Last of the concerned, I burn like lava |
| So in sum you break, you broke it |
| And I’m smiling, but not joking |
| Secrets are told, fold but never did |
| With the knowledge as strong as a whirlwind pyramid |
| It was mandatory, a righteous editorial |
| Cause my sport is like part of a memorial |
| Knowing the whole I was told through a pole |
| I have the juice to make vinyl gold |
| Servent at your service, never nervous |
| Why am I claiming The Great? Cause I deserve this |
| Title is vital, I receive directly |
| So I don’t have to deal with suckers trying to check |
| T-R to the A-Y, do they have to be warned? Just try |
| And I’ll start crushing without discussion |
| Checking the crowd with the rhymes I’m busting |
| Cool, a quality I have to mention |
| Gaining with the dope comprehension |
| I move the corwd, so I make it my bid |
| Pop the lid, yeah, see a whirlwind pyramid |
| Hold it, you’re a step off the pace, so catch up |
| And if you’re sitting get your black ass up |
| Dance to the rhythm, let it move your pants |
| And if you don’t dance I assume you can’t |
| And as the crowd, steadily expanding |
| So move, cause I don’t want to see you standing |
| You’re in the way, so hey you gotta step |
| Left right, I don’t give a damn, just jet |
| As you leave the party in the light you can see body |
| Everybody, but you’re a toasting Maseratti |
| Cause you don’t want to handle the scandal |
| Physical abuse cause you’re as drunk as Tony Randall |
| And it’s a gamble, I mean I’ve heard you ramble |
| On and on but you get worn like a sandal |
| They said «Get raw» and I did then I slid to the back |
| And hid behind a whirlwind pyramid |
| The D-O to the C, with some help from my boy T-E-E |
| Is now operating smoothly |
| Original knowlege of the whirlwind pyramid |
| Big dollars I’m gonna always clock |
| And I’m always down to rock |
| I had some gin and sacco (I think you’re drunk) |
| Now I’m ready to rock-o, hah hah |