Dr. Dre

Fame, I’m the man that takes things over
Fame makes me loose, hard to swallow
Fame puts me there where things are hollow
Fame

Fame
It’s not your brain, it’s just the flame
The bitch is gonna get your ends
SLAIN!

(You know I need the money, I will get the money
Cos I need the cash, hey c’mon gotta get it)
(You know I need the money, I will get the money
Cos I need the cash, hey c’mon gotta get it)

Chorus: RC

Fame, what you like is in the limo
Fame, take it now there’s no tomorrow
Fame, what you need you’ll have to borrow
Fame

Fame
Nine is fine, it plays for time
I’ma lemme hit you from be-hind
Fame, Fame

Fame
A bullet for me, I bust it for you
I love it when you grab my gun
Fame
Fame, what’s your name? What’s your name? What’s your name?
Say my name? Say my name? Say my name?

[King Tee]

The world’s famous, rugged with the superstar persona
Rough designer, the chubby alcoholic rhymer
Big timer, I’m known in places I haven’t even been
Executed styles behind men
Oh God, I preach that old Hudd City gospel
My look’s hostile, hittin Remy from the bottle
The fame is like I’m possessed wit game
And everywhere I go, hos screamin my name
But I’m rollin, not that my bald head’s swollen
I’m towin, ya fixed up, they’d rather see ya broken
I’m scopin often where the spotlights shine
Me and my crew drinkin tryin ta have a good time
But folks watchin, wearin khakis or Versace
They try to mack me, caught up in the papparazzi
I’ma look what the hogg had become
A top notch nigga with the fame game

Outro: RC

Is it any wonder, I’ll reject ya first
Fame Fame Fame Fame
Is it any wonder, your heart’s too cold to fool
Fame Fame Fame Fame

(All right, is everybody ready *YEAH!*)
(Alright now, here we go)

Nationowl divides this bomb to blow
Adios serials worldwide
Once inside ya ride, usin the mic like a screwdriver
to break down the speed
While labels were sound asleep, Nowl peeped and creeped
and stole the ground beneath they feet
Far from the bail, still makin my sales
Movin tapes like weight, we’s hip-hop cartel
takin over, no doubt
Like thongs, they ass out but win amounts with the Doctor
Dre, all day cash his cheques
Like Play, I hittin you in the head like strays (BUU-YU-KOW!)
Nationowl’s defence covers my ass
and team o’ outcast niggas who’re quick to blast
Our beat’s on hit, keep the peace on
MC’s couldn’t find my path (Where you at niggas?)

Chorus:

Pledge a legiance to my team
Let’s scheme, nigga, we gots ta get CREAM
Cos worldwide shit’s outta control
Why you can’t get down with Nationowl
Young and old, my niggas who’s on parole
Why you can’t get down with Nationowl
Bitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold
Why you can’t get down with Nationowl

Nationowl’s anthem, got’cha soul on lock
still fully loaded, cocked the handgun
Composed like the Phantom
while the face of earth gets ugly, we ever lovely
Bitches who never duck me, „Nowl loved me“
In thinkin I must spend dough til I’m dizzy
Assholes around like a frisby
And for satisfaction chew an MC like Wrigley
History’s about to be made, I met’cha in a way
tryin ya hardest to delay
My flight batterin, keep the world ringin like *?Sadaran?*
Lyrics bone shatterin
Pretenders wantin to be Cinder-rella
What? That shoe you tryin ta wears, not fittin
Now we’re strippin niggas like a Chippendale
I’m rippin hell, burnin the devil and inhale

Chorus

In the last days, which side will you be on?
Nationowl’s on the side that I beat on
I demand put me on
From the door I use MC’s to wipe my feet on
My shit be bumpin like in-grown hair
For twenty-six years trained in ghetto warfare
Nigga, I see more green than St. Patrick
Pro actors, game of life with no practice
Controllin craps like I had a remote
It’s a rule, now go enter ya tomb
No joke, much over I scold
It’s some game for all who’s tryin ta split ya coats
Best believe that these are our last years
Prepare or get done from the rear
As we move there, where? The final frontier
United we stand, divided we don’t have a prayer

Chorus

Are you wit me East Coast?
Are you wit me West Coast?
Are you wit me?
Are you wit me?
Are you wit me West Coast?
Are you wit me East Coast?
Are you wit me?
Are you wit me?

Intro:

It’s like, it’s like this
Word up, knowhutI’msayin? One time for your mind, y’knowI’msayin?
Yo, from upstate to Brooklyn, the whole borough’s thorough
You know the time, y’knowI’msayin?
Crown Heights, to all my niggas holdin it down
It’s hardcore, B-boy rhymes just for you, y’knowI’msayin?
(L-A-W, this might trouble you) This is Sharief, y’knowI’msayin?
Puttin it down for the Aftermath like this

Verse 1:

As I inhale the blunt and take a sip off the yac
My rhymes come to life, my verbal forces attack
Can’t hold me back, I’m too strong, I waited too long
Freestyle a whole rap tape then write a new song
Been in the game since…what? That shit is past tense
Pass the microphone and watch this nigga crack the C
with that ill shit, I came to kill shit
I crack the code, must be the reason they reveal shit
But in this era of mayhem
I recyc’ the murderous rhymes to slay them
To all my opponents who wanna kick it, I spark
the verbal scientist in your title, I’m walkin wit it
A hundred dime pieces and the party got the heaters
I shine my verbal styles and got niggas climbin on speakers, the thrill
seekers
An earthquake of bass lines swangin the party, I’m slangin the mic
like a syllable shotty, sippin 40’s

Chorus:

Check it out y’all, L-A-W’s raw
L.A.W., the Lyrical Assault Weapon
L-A-W, this might trouble you
For all the B-boys and all the B-gals
Check it out now, L-A-W’s raw
L.A.W., the Lyrical Assault Weapon
L-A-W, this might trouble you
For all the B-boys and all the B-gals

Verse 2:

Bona fide B-boy, biceps’ bionic
Blast em back, okay let’s get it started
Original rap styles comin from my shooter
Fifty niggas deep, I’m the ill kid recruiter
People gather round, check my flow
listen too, look take a peek, time for thought then you know (What they
know?)
I build with skill, fulfill the drill and still then kill
You couldn’t stop the pain with Benadryl
Too many claim unnamed for fame
or be soft as baby tissue with no gun to aim
I take a raptor’s rough cos I’lla date the semen
Spectators be sayin they can’t go where he went
That’s another level of attack (haa), bring your bats
My DJ scratch the record like a scrotum sack
I slice the rapper like a surgeon
If he wanna battle, I play him out like a priest in a turban
Too much tenacity, vocal capacity
Ya better take some notes, don’t try to get on after me
Cos I’m the chemical enemical
Rhymes I say are definitely guaranteed to reach the pinnacle

Chorus:

Check it out y’all, L-A-W’s raw
L.A.W., the Lyrical Assault Weapon
L-A-W, this might trouble you
For all the real players and all the fly girls
Check it out now, L-A-W’s raw
L.A.W., the Lyrical Assault Weapon
L-A-W, this might trouble you
For all the real players and all the fly girls

Verse 3:

Feelin the metronome click, my microphone’s on
It’s time to kiss Sharief to perform
Ya lukewarm, my degrees be uncharted in the centre of fight square
I rum brass knuckle rhymes fuckin with crimes
I’m natural as loaded dice, understand
where no man survives, L.A.W. can
Transform, I see it ain’t even worth ya triggers
I’m from the days when B-boys were straight earthin niggas
Standin my arms crossed, toss a grenade
rein-force my zone as a lyrical barricade
You better cos your dome piece blown
Release chrome beats, nuclear missiles rhymes under my comb
Three strikes marks the villian bustin rhymes
like shots in Sarajevo Saturday night blood be spillin
Some I slaughter such as *?two compel?* blows
Crush your corny kids caught stumblin on my shells, so
sick, too quick, I stab you with some shit
Doin infinite assault these hard lyrics I commit
When I crush your lungs, I keep my pace uptempo
Swingin my prison rhymes, fuckin mics like a nympho

Chorus:

Check it out y’all, L-A-W’s raw
L.A.W., the Lyrical Assault Weapon
L-A-W, this might trouble you
For all the real hustlas across the world
Check it out now, L-A-W’s raw
L.A.W., the Lyrical Assault Weapon
L-A-W, this might trouble you
For all the real hustlas across the world
*repeat to fade*

[* Group Harmonizing *]

[Chorus 1 x2]
Na na na, Na na na
Turn me down when I asked to dance
You don’t get no second chance girl

[Verse 1]
Raced up to the scene one night
The party was jumping, no fright
The ladies were looking so tight
A particular one caught my eye
I asked if she wanted to groove
She clowned me with her attitude
She found out I roll with a crew
Now there’s nothing she wouldn’t do
To be down with me
It’s unfortunate that you
Missed out on a good thing like me
You thought I was a buster
But you do it around the scene
Now you heard I was from the O
Now you got the vapors
Blowing up my pager

[Chorus 2 x2]
Girl you don’t get no second chance
Cause you turned me down when I asked to dance
Now you wanna go through cause your girls told you
That I was down with the crew

[Verse 2]
So when I asked you to dance
I couldn’t even believe that
You told me no
Now I got to go
No ifs ands or buts
Just beat it, beat it
You played the game and you lose
Now guess who’s ringing on my line
Begging me for another try
It’s too late so bye bye
Playing these games so many ways to play
I bet you never thought you’d see this day
Dry your eyes don’t be feeling bluw
Cause I know you never thought I’d be the one dogging you

[Chorus 2 x2]

[Verse 3]
There’s no second chance
When I ask you to dance
There’s no second chance
When you play with romance
You’re a victim of your own circumstance
There’s no second chance
There’s no second chance
When I ask you to dance
There’s no second chance
When you play with romance
You’re a victim of your own circumstance
There’s no second chance

[Chorus 1 to fade]

Would you like a table dance?

[Repeated in background]
Ah…ah…ah…ah

[Verse 1]
With your tongue, what you did with your tongue
That made me go arising, uh arising yeah
In my memory when you make it up to me
When you were kind of surprising
When you were kind of surprising baby
Yes you were
Now with the best from the West, check the sound [* Explosion *]
It’s from the R&B underground
And it’s just like the muff
You know that we can’t get enough
So come and take a ride with me yeah
Come and take a ride with me
You’re riding with me

[Chorus]
Ride with me, come with me
Baby come give, do that sexy dance for me
Let yourself go and get nasty
Lady that sexy dance for me
Let yourself go and get nasty

[Verse 2]
You’ve got me open baby oh
Cause I’m the mastermind
You know you’re looking lovely lady yeah
I wish I could get some of your time
I know that you’re the one, you’re the one
So do me right
Let’s get busy my love
And let me see you dance tonight

[Chorus]
Let yourself go and get nasty
Lady that sexy dance for me
Let yourself go and get nasty
Lady that sexy dance for me
Let yourself go and get nasty
Lady that sexy dance for me
Let yourself go and get nasty

[Verse 3]
Bulging eyes from what I see in my sight
She winding and grinding it
And the body was so tight yeah
There’s no fessing, no wishing
I was on a mission to get what I want
Now truthfully I said after the party
Oh Lord got me telling stories like loddy dotty
And now I realize
That I must have been hypnotized
By your world true silky thighs
And now lady why don’t you sexy dance for me

[Chorus]

You looking good to me sweet mama – Sexy dancer
Want your body, want your body – Sexy dancer
Do that sexy dance – Sexy dancer
Want your body, want your body – Sexy dancer
Do that sexy dance – Sexy dancer
Want your body, want your body – Sexy dancer
Do that sexy dance – Sexy dancer
Want your body, want your body – Sexy dancer
Do that sexy dance