Express Yourself
(专辑: Straight Outta Compton - 1988)
[Dr. Dre:] Yo, man... There's a
lot of brothers out there flaking and perpetrating But scared to kick reality. [Ice Cube:] Man, you've been doing all this dope producing. You had a
chance to show 'em what time it is... [Dr. Dre:] So, what you want me to do? Express yourself... [Dr. Dre:] I'm expressing with my full capabilities, And now I'm living in correctional facilities, 'Cause some don't agree with how I
do this. I
get straight, meditate like a
Buddhist I'm dropping flava, my behaviour 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 dropping English. Even if Yella Makes it a-capella I
still express, yo, I
don't smoke weed or a
sess. 'Cause its known to give a
brother brain damage. And brain damage on the
mic don't manage Nothing But making a
sucker and you equal. Don't be another sequel... Express yourself... Express yourself... Come on and do it... Express yourself... Express yourself... Come on and do it... Now, getting back to the
PG. That's program, and it's easy. Dre is back. Newjacks, I
mean hollow, Expressing 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 playing dope rhymes with no help. There's no fessing and guessing While I'm expressing 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. 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 looking 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... Express yourself... Come on and do it... Express yourself... Express yourself... Come on and do it... 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, moving 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 fessing I
got a
Smith and Wessun 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, getting physical. Doing the
job NWA is the
lynch mob! Yes, I'm a
cob? 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 expressing myself, Yella, slam it! 'Cause if I
stay funky like this I'm doing damage. Or I'm a
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 hype tonight. 'Cause if I
strike It ain't for your good health. But I
won't strike if you just... Express yourself... Express yourself... Come on and do it... Express yourself... Express yourself... Come on and do it... Express yourself... Come on and do it... Come on and do it... Come on and do it... Come on and do it... [music fades]