The Chronic

[Intro: Bushwick Bill]<br>Yes.. it is I says me..<br>And all who agree.. are more than three, cause they we.. (*laughter*)<br>Yes.. yo! I`m in the house now for sure<br>Because I wanna talk about the hearts of men<br>who knows what evil lurks within them<br>But let`s take a travel down the blindside<br>And see what we find on this... path... called...<br><br>[Verse One: Kurupt]<br>Stranded on Death Row, so duck when I swing my shit<br>I get rugged like Rawhead Rex with fat tracks that fits<br>The gangsta type, what I recite`s kinda lethal<br>Niggaz know, the flow that I kick, there`s no refill<br>I`m murderin niggaz, yo, and maybe because of the tone<br>I kicks when I grip the mic and kick shit niggaz can`t fuck with<br>So remember I go hardcore, and slam<br>Nuff respect like a sensei, ba-bash like Van Damme<br>So any nigga that claim they bossin<br>What don`t you bring your ass on over to Crenshaw and Slausson<br>Take a walk through the hood, and we up to no good<br>Slangin on things like a real O.G. should<br>I`m stackin and mackin and packin a ten so<br>When you`re slippin, I slip the clip in, but ain`t no set-tripppin<br>Cause it`s Death Row, rollin like the mafia<br>Think about whoopin some ass, but what the fuck stoppin ya?<br>Ain`t nathin but a buster<br>I`m "Stranded on Death Row" for pumpin slugs in motherfuckers<br>Now you know you`re outdone, feel the shotgun<br>Kurupt inmate cell block one<br><br>[Verse Two: RBX]<br>No prevention from this lynchin of sorts<br>Your`re a victim, from my driveby of thoughts<br>No extensions, all attempts are to fail<br>Blinded by the light, it`s time you learn braile<br>From the lunatic, I`m death like arsenic<br>When I kick a wicked raps, Dr. Dre will hit the scratch<br>With treachery, my literary form will blast<br>And totally surpass the norm<br>Not a storm, plural, make it, many storms<br>When I`m vexed, I fly leg necks and arms<br>In this dimension, I`m the presenter<br>And the inventor, and the tormentor<br>Deranged, like the Hillside Strangler<br>MC mangler, tough like Wrangler<br>I write a rhyme, hard as concrete<br>Step to the heat and get burned like mesquite!<br>So what you wanna do?<br>The narrator RBX, cell block two<br><br>[Verse Three: The Lady of Rage]<br>Rage, lyrical murderer; "Stranded on Death Row"<br>And now I`m servin a - lifetime sentence<br>There`ll be no repentence<br>Since it`s the life that I choose to lead I plead guilty<br>On all counts let the ball bounce where it may<br>It`s just another clip into my AK<br>Buck `em down with my underground tactics<br>Facts and stacks of clips on my matress -<br>bed frame there`s another dead, bang<br>Layin lame put to shame, who`s to blame?<br>Me, the Lady of Rage, a woman comin<br>from the D-E-A-T-Hin, R-O-W takin, no shit<br>So flip and you`re bound to get dropped<br>It`s 187 on motherfuckers don`t stop<br>Handcuffed as I bust there`ll be no debate<br>It`s Rage, from cell block eight<br><br>[Verse Four: Snoop Doggy Dogg]<br>Aiyyo steppin through the fog and creepin through the smog<br>It`s the number one nigga from the hood Doggy Dogg<br>Makin videos, now I stay in Hollywood<br>Bustin raps for my snaps now they call me Eastwood<br>Dre is the Dr. and my homey little nigga<br>Warren G is my hand and my hand`s on the trigga<br>Shootin at the hoes with the game that I got<br>Sent to Death Row cause I wanted to make a grip from servin my rocks<br>And I`m still, servin for mines, peace<br>to my motherfuckin homies doin time<br>In the pen and the county jail<br>Mobbin with your blues on, mad as hell<br>And you say yeah fuck the police<br>And all the homies on the streets is all about peace<br>And it`s drivin the cops crazy<br>But ain`t nuttin but a black thing bay-bee, uhhh<br>{*Snoop starts singing*}<br>Uhh I`m not flaggin, but I`m just saggin<br>I betcha don`t wanna see the D-O double G<br>And you can`t see, the D-R to the E<br>Or my motherfuckin homey D.O.C.<br>You know you can`t fuck with my motherfuckin DJ<br>That`s my homey and we call him Warren G<br>{*Snoop stops singing*}<br>Yeah, and you don`t stop<br>Doggy Dogg break `em down with the motherfuckin Dogg Pound