DaveyDave
Superstar
yeah. you’re right. good call. forgot about that.
let’s be honest. Dre ain’t writing shyt. it is what it is![]()
but why does he have to? No one has ever claimed Dre is a top MC or anything like that.
yeah. you’re right. good call. forgot about that.
let’s be honest. Dre ain’t writing shyt. it is what it is![]()
but why does he have to? No one has ever claimed Dre is a top MC or anything like that.
Dre said that he wrote the majority of Compton
source?
According to MC Ren, Dre wrote all of Eazy-er Said Than Dunn. He probably writes here and there but he recognises that other people do it better and would rather have them handle that part of the song.
Dr. Dre used to be a Black woman….
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I feel that the only joint he’s written in his entire career is Keep Their Heads Ringin because the verses are so bad

didn’t realize how corny those lyrics were![]()
1st VERSE
So get up, get a move on and get your groove on
It's the D-R-E the spectacular
In a party I go for your neck, so call me "Blacula"
As I drain a nikka's jugular vein
And maintain to leave blood stains, so don't complain
Just chill, listen to the beats I spill
Keeping it real enables me to make another mil'
Still, nikkas run up and try to kill at will
But get popped like a pimple: so call me Clearasil
I wipe nikkas off the face of the Earth since birth
I've been a bad nikka, now let me tell you what I'm worth
More than a stealth bomber, I cause drama
The enforcer, music floats like a flying saucer
Or a 747 jet, never forget
I'm that nikka that keeps the hoes' panties wet
2nd VERSE
Now I'm fin' to get into my mental
Will take care of this business I need to attend to 'cause my rent's due
And this rap shyt's my meal ticket
So you goddamn right I'ma kick it or get evicted
I bring terror like Stephen King
A black Casanova, running nikkas over like Christine
When I rock the spot with the flavor I got
I get plenty of ass, so call me an ass-tronaut
As I blast past another nikka's ass that thought he was strong
But I smoke him like grass, just like Cheech and Chong
When I flow, nikkas know it's time to take a hike
'Cause I grab the mic and flick my tongue like a dyke
I got rhymes to keep you enchanted
Produce a smokescreen with the funky green to keep your eyes slanted
So check the flavor that I'm bringin'
The motherfukkin' D-R-E will keep they motherfukkin' heads ringin'
3rd VERSE
Debonair with flair, I scare wear and tear
Without a care, running shyt as if I was a mayor
But I ain't no politician, no competition
Sending all opposition to see a mortician
I'm up front, never in the backdrop
Step on stage and get faded just like a flat-top
Your rhyme sounds like you bought em at Stop 'n Go
Dre came to wax you, so just call me Mop 'n Glow
Many tried to, but just can't rock with
I'm 6'1", 225, I'm pure chocolate
Your chances of jacking me are slim, G
'Cause I rock from summer until Santa comes down the chimney
Ho ho ho, and so, as I continue to flow
'Cause yo, I'm just a fly negro, so
Check the flavor that I'm bringin'
The motherfukkin' D-R-E will keep they motherfukkin' heads ringin