Crooked I - Homage to Dre lyrics

Sound without Focus... is just noise [Crooked I] Yo, everywhere I travel, them Dre haters babble Them n***as is afraid, they bleed Minute Maid Producers so comfortable living in his shadow They sip lemonade, chilling in the shade Who's responsible for the sickest instrumentals made? Who made Ren a villain and Eminem a renegade? Now n***as getting paid, menaces in the stage Hitting listeners with explicit sentences in the page Since N.W.A, we've been that deep I'm a part of that family, even if I'm the black sheep 'Cause I was signed to the giant of the West coast The company Dre built - yeah n***a, d**h Row And whoever bought the catalog, get at 'er dog Don't try to drop my old sh** unless I said so I write rhymes like a helluva thesis While Focus... move keyboard keys with telekinesis It's for the Doc, th-th-the doc [Chorus: Marsha Ambrosius] Ready or not, here we come This here's for all the ones who don't believe This time out, we'll show and prove Nothing can stop us now [Jay Rock] Dre brought you 6-4's 808, black khaki suits, Raider caps and AKs' Dre, put it down for N.W.A Back in '92, tell me who f**in with Dre? Who made it cool to shoot a cop? 187 on an undercover, remember the record? It was hot I was like six, in the bricks, when The Chronic dropped sh** sold out in every momma and poppa shop Dre, yeah that n***a k**ing 'em Sold a lot of records worldwide, who serious? Dre, I know them haters ain't hearing this One of the bests on the beats - period Dre, who put Compton on the map? Yeah, and responsible for this gangsta rap My n***a Dre, been through tribulations and trials Look at him now, you see the aftermath [Chorus] [KIDA] Man, get it out, we all know that Diggy-Doc started this The evolution of gangsta rap at its best, kid And Doc Dre is considered the blueprint Compton, way before Jay thought of doing it I never puff but I knew dude's on it Couple spins later, felt high listening to The Chronic Far from a dumb, but the gangstas are feeling him It's Inglewood city, but N.W.A is still in him Six-fo's switch flat, bumping Dre in the back Eighth grade, King Starter jacket, yeah I had that Gave Snoop came back, put Em on his back Who was movin units like that? Where these labels at? d**h Row artist, coulda been that, but I pa**ed Yeah the truth hurts, so I'm guessin I'm the aftermath Who else but Doc told you to say F whoever Front if you want, but for Detox I'll wait forever [Chorus]