Express Yourself (Extended Mix)

Yo, man, there's a lot of brothers out there Flakin' and perpetratin' who scared to kick reality Yo, Dre, you been doin' all this dope producin' You 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, and meditate, like a Buddhist I'm droppin' flavour, 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 ya 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 droppin' 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 nuttin' But makin' a sucker and you equal Don't be another sequel Express yourself Do it, do Express yourself Oh, do it Ice Cube, is not for the pop charts 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' niggers subject because they like to follow the words The style, the trend, the records I spin Again and again and again Yo y'all on the other end Watch a brother bringin' dope rhymes, with no help There's no fessin' or guessin' when 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 which fail to be original Or they kill where the hip-hop starts Forget about the ghetto, and rap for the pop charts Those are musicians, cuss at home Too 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 Oh they ban my group from the radio, "Here, N.W.A." They say, "Hell no!" But you know it ain't all about wealth As long as you make a note to Express yourself Do it, do Express yourself Oh, do it A lyricist, yo Dre is the name for it To make somethin' dope on a record, that's what he came for Kickin' reality over stand us up 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 a embryo Or a lesson, all of them expression And if you start 'fessin', I got a Smith and Weston 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 Doin the job, N.W.A. is the lynch mob Yes I'm macabre, but you know you need this And the night I just gone, just like a fetus Or a tumor, well here's the rumour, Dre's in the neighbourhood And he's up to no good When I start expressin myself, Yella slam me 'Cause if I stay funky like this, I'm doin' damage Or I'ma be too hype, and need a straightjacket 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, do Express yourself Oh, do it Express yourself, express yourself Express yourself, express yourself Express yourself, express yourself Oh, do it Express yourself