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]