Express Yourself (Extended Mix)

Yo man, it's a lot of brothers out there

Flakin' and perpetratin' but scared to kick reality

Yo, Dre, you been doin' all this dope producin'

Ain't had a chance to show 'em what time it is

So what you want me to do?

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, 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 said it get funky

When you got a subject and a predicate

Add it on a dope beat, and it'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 diss one or two before I'm through

So don't try to sing this

Some drop science, well I'm dropping 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 nothin'

But makin' a sucker and you equal, don't be another sequel

Express yourself

Do it good

Express yourself

Oh, do it

Ice Cube is not for the pop chart

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' make the 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' or guessin' while 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 that fail to be original

Or they kill where the hip-hop starts

Forget about the ghetto and rap for the pop charts

Though some musicians cuss at home

But scared to use profanity when up on the microphone

Yeah, they want reality, but you'll 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 dope man

Or they ban my group from the radio

Hear N.W.A. 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

Oh, do it

A lyricist, yo, Dre is the name for it

I make something dope on a record, that's what he came for

Kickin' reality, yo, but stayin' 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, embedded like an embryo

Or a lesson, all of them expression, and if you start fessin'

I got a Smith & Wesson 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

Doing the job, N.W.A. is the lynch mob

Yes, I'm macabre, but you know you need this

And the knowledge is growing 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

Yo, 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 getting hyped 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

Express yourself