Yo man there's a lot of brothers out Flaking and perpetrating but scared to reality
Man, you been doing all dope producing You ain't had a chance to show 'em time it is
So what you me to do? (Express yourself!)
I'm with my full capabilities And now I'm living in facilities Cause some don't agree with how I do I get straight and meditate a Buddhist I'm dropping flavor, my is hereditary But my is very necessary Blame it on Ice Cube, because he said it funky When you got a subject and a Add it on a dope beat, and it'll you think Some suckers just tickle me pink, to my Cause they flow like this one You know what? I hesitate to diss one Or two before I'm through, so don't try to sing drop science, while I'm dropping English Even if Yella, it a-capella I express, yo, I don't smoke weed or sess it's known to give a brother brain damage And brain damage on the mic don't manage, But making a 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 trend; the records I Again and again and again, yo, on the other end Watch a brother blend dope rhymes, with no There's no fessing or guessing while I'm myself It's to see people be society wants them to be, but not me Ruthless, is the way to go, know Others say rhymes which fail to be Or they kill where the hip-hop Forget about the ghetto, and rap for the pop musicians cuss at home But scared to use profanity when upon the Yeah, they reality, but you will hear none They'd rather a little fiction Some say no to drugs, and a stand But after the show, they go for the "Dopeman" Or ban my group from the radio N.W.A. and say, "Hell no!" But you know it ain't all wealth As long as you a note to (Express yourself!)
(Express yourself!) (Go on and do it) (Express yourself!) (Express yourself!) (Go on and do it)
(Express yourself!) from the 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 swift like a tortoise, full of rigor mortis There's a bit more to show I got in my mind, embedded like an embryo Or a lesson, all of 'em And if you fessing, I got a Smith and Wessun for ya I might your record because it has no bottom I get loose in the summer spring and autumn It's Dre on the mic, physical the job, N.W.A is the lynch mob! Yes I'ma climb, but you know you need And the knowledge is growing like a fetus Or a tumor, but is the rumor Dre is in the neighborhood and up to no good When I start myself, Yella, slam it Cause if I funky like this I'm doing damage Or I'ma be too hyped, and a straight jacket I got knowledge, and other lack it So, you see Dre, a DJ on the mic Ask what it's like, it's we're getting hyped tonight Cause if I strike, it ain't for your good But I strike if you just (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)