Yo man a lot of brothers out there Flaking and perpetrating but scared to reality
Man, you been doing all this dope You ain't had a chance to show 'em time it is
So you want me to do? (Express yourself!)
I'm with my full capabilities And now I'm in correctional facilities Cause some agree with how I do this I get straight and meditate like a I'm flavor, my behavior is hereditary But my is very necessary Blame it on Ice Cube, because he said it funky you got a subject and a predicate Add it on a dope beat, and make you think Some suckers just me pink, to my stomach Cause they don't like this one You know what? I won't hesitate to one Or two I'm through, so don't try to sing this Some drop science, while I'm dropping if Yella, makes it a-capella I still express, yo, I don't weed or sess Cause it's to give a brother brain damage And brain on the mic don't manage, nothing But a sucker and you equal Don't be another (Express yourself!)
(Express yourself!) (Go on and do it) (Express yourself!) (Express yourself!) (Go on and do it)
Now, back to the PG That's program, and easy Dre is back, new jacks are made Expressing ain't their subject they like to follow The words, the style, the the records I spin and again and again, yo, you're on the other end Watch a brother dope rhymes, with no help There's no fessing or guessing while I'm expressing crazy to see people be What wants them to be, but not me Ruthless, is the way to go, they Others say rhymes fail to be original Or kill where the hip-hop starts Forget about the ghetto, and rap for the pop musicians cuss at home But scared to use when upon the microphone Yeah, they want reality, but you hear none rather exaggerate a little fiction Some say no to drugs, and a stand But after the show, go looking for the "Dopeman" Or ban my group from the radio N.W.A. and say, "Hell no!" But you know it all about wealth As long as you make a to (Express yourself!)
(Express yourself!) (Go on and do it) (Express yourself!) (Express yourself!) (Go on and do it)
(Express yourself!) the heart Cause if you want to to move up the chart Then is a big part of it You ain't efficient when you flow, you ain't Movin like a tortoise, full of mortis a little bit more to show I got rhymes in my mind, like an embryo Or a lesson, all of 'em And if you start fessing, I got a Smith and for ya I ignore your record because it has no bottom I get loose in the summer winter and autumn It's Dre on the mic, getting the job, N.W.A is the lynch mob! Yes I'ma climb, but you know you this And the knowledge is growing just a fetus Or a tumor, but is the rumor Dre is in the neighborhood and up to no good I start expressing myself, Yella, slam it Cause if I stay funky like this I'm damage Or I'ma be too hyped, and need a straight I got knowledge, and other suckers it So, you see Dre, a DJ on the mic Ask what it's like, like we're getting hyped tonight if I strike, it ain't for your good health But I won't strike if you (Express yourself!)
(Express yourself!) (Go on and do it) (Express yourself!) (Express yourself!) (Go on and do it) (Express yourself!) (Go on and do it) (Go on and do it)