Express Yourself lyrics

[Intro]

Dr. Dre: Yo, man, it's a lot of brothers out there flakin' and perpetratin' but scared to kick reality

Ice Cube: Man, you've been doin' all this dope producing, but you ain't had a chance to show 'em what time it is

Dr. Dre: So what you want me to do? ... (Express yourself)

[Verse 1: 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 flavor, my behavior 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, well I'm dropping English

Even if Yella makes it a cappella

I still express, yo I don't smoke weed or sess

Cause it's 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

[Chorus]

Express yourself

Come on and do it

[Verse 2: Dr. Dre]

Now, getting back to the PG

That's program, and it's easy

Dre is back, new jacks are made 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 saying 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 cuss 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 N.W.A and say "Hell no!"

But you know it ain't all about wealth as long as you make a note to...

[Chorus]

Express yourself

Come on and do it

[Verse 3: Dr. Dre]

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, embedded like an embryo

Or a lesson, all of 'em expression

And if you start fessing, I got a Smith and Wesson for you

I might ignore your record because it has no bottom

I get loose in the summer, winter, spring and autumn

It's Dre on the mic, getting physical

Doing the job, N.W.A is the lynch mob

Yes, I'm macabre 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'mma 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

[Chorus]

Express yourself

Come on and do it

• Artist:N.W.A.