Dr. Dre《Stranded On Death Row》[MP3_LRC]

[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com  [00:00.22]Stranded On Death Row (困于死囚区) - Dr. Dre (安德烈·罗梅勒·杨) [00:03.59]Yes, it is I says me [00:03.86]And although me [00:05.05]By morning three, cause they're weak [00:06.98]*laughter* [00:09.11]Yes, yo!, I'm in the house now for sure [00:14.60]Because I wanna talk about the hearts of men [00:17.72]Who knows what evil lurks within them [00:20.65]But lets take a travel down the blindside [00:23.71]And see what we find on this... [00:26.70]Path... [00:27.39]Called... [00:29.32]Stranded on Death Row, so duck when I swing my sh*t [00:31.94]I get rugged like Rawhead Rex with fat tracks that fits [00:34.63]The gangsta type, what I recite's kinda lethal [00:37.75]Niggaz know, the flow that I kick, there's no refill [00:40.06]I'm murderin niggaz, Yo, and maybe because of the tone [00:42.62]I kicks my grip, the mic and kick sh*t [00:44.55]Niggaz can't f**k with [00:45.24]So remember I go hardcore, and slam [00:47.30]Nuff respect like a sensei, ba-bash like Van Damme [00:49.67]So any ni**a that claim they bossin [00:52.86]What don't you bring your a** on over to Crenshaw and Slauson [00:56.23]Take a walk through the hood, and we up to no good [00:59.60]Slangin on things like a real ho [01:01.66]G should, I'm stackin and mackin and packin a ten so [01:04.28]When you're slippin, I slip the clip in [01:06.15]But ain't no steady tripppin [01:07.46]Cause it's Death Row, rollin like the mafia [01:09.90]Think about whoopin some a**, but what the f**k stoppin ya [01:12.52]Ain't nathin but a buster [01:14.33]I'm Stranded on Death Row for pumpin slugs in motherf**kers [01:17.76]Now you know you're outdone [01:19.57]Feel the shotgun, Korrupt inmate cell block one [01:22.69]No prevention from this mention of sorts [01:24.75]Your're a victim, from my driveby of thoughts [01:26.87]No extensions, all attempts are to fail [01:29.62]Blinded by the light, it's time you learn braile [01:32.80]From the lunatic, I death like arsenic [01:34.92]When I kick up wicked raps [01:36.61]That the grain will hit the scratch [01:38.35]With treachery, my literary form will blast [01:40.72]And totally surpass the norm [01:42.60]Not a storm, plural, make it, many storms [01:44.97]When I'm vexed, I fly leg necks and arms [01:48.56]In this dimension, I'm the presenter [01:51.11]And the inventor, and the tormentor [01:53.99]Deranged, like the hillside strangler [01:56.42]MC mangler, tough like Wrangler [01:57.92]I write a rhyme, hard as concrete [02:00.54]Step to the heat and get burned like mesquite [02:05.09]So what you wanna do [02:06.40]The narrator RBX, cell block two [02:11.02]Rage, lyrical murderer [02:11.52]Stranded on Death Row [02:12.27]And now I'm servin a lifetime sentence [02:15.59]There'll be no repentence [02:16.84]Since it's the life that I choose to lead [02:19.27]I plead guilty [02:20.46]On all counts let the ball bounce where it may [02:23.45]It's just another clip into my AK [02:25.76]Buck em down with my underground tactics [02:28.38]Facts and stacks of clips on my matress [02:31.19]Bed frame there's another dead pain [02:33.25]Layin lain with the shame, who's to blame [02:36.00]Me, the lady of Rage [02:37.93]On when I'm comin from the D-E-A-T-H in [02:39.99]R-O-W takin, no sh*t [02:41.11]So flip and you're bound to get dropped [02:43.61]It's 187 on motherf**kers don't stop [02:46.04]Handcuffed as I bust there'll be no debate [02:49.61]It's Rage, from cell block eight [02:52.25]And yo steppin through the fog [02:53.50]And creepin through the smog [02:54.93]It's the number one ni**a from the hood, Doggy Dogg [02:57.12]Makin videos, now I stay in Hollywood [02:59.36]Bustin raps for my snaps now they call me Eastwood [03:02.36]Dre is the doctor and my homey little ni**a [03:04.61]Warren G is my hand and my hand's on the trigga [03:06.92]Shootin at the hoes with the game that I got [03:10.60]Sent to death row cause I wanted to make a quick one servin my rocks [03:13.40]And I'm still, servin for mines, peace [03:15.53]To my motherf**kin homies doin time [03:17.71]In the pen and the county jail [03:20.71]Mobbin with your blues on, mad as hell [03:23.70]And you say yeah f**k the police [03:25.70]And all the homies on the streets is all about peace [03:28.44]And it's drivin the cops crazy [03:30.75]But ain't nuttin but a black thing bay-bee, uhhh [03:33.81]No I'm not flaggin, but I'm just saggin [03:36.37]I betcha don't wanna see the D-O double G [03:39.16]And you can't see, the D-R to the E [03:41.84]Or my motherf**kin homey D.O.C. [03:44.21]You know you can't f**k with my motherf**kin DJ [03:46.77]That's my homey and we call him Warren G [03:49.52]Yeah, and you don't stop [03:51.83]Doggy Dogg break em down with the motherf**kin Dogg Pound [03:54.20]That's the only way we'll beat em man [03:56.59]We gotta smoke em, then choke em [03:58.40]Like the motherf**kin peter man [03:59.21]It's like three and to the two [04:02.50]And two and to the one [04:03.56]Cell block four peace Doggy Dogg's done [04:05.50]Yo, now you know the path I'm on [04:08.87]You think you're strong, see if you can travel on [04:12.11]Cause only the weak, will try to speak [04:14.73]Those who are quiet, will always cause riots [04:18.04]There's three types of people in the world [04:20.54]Those who don't know what happened [04:22.03]Those who wonder what happened [04:23.66]And people like us from the streets that MAKE things happen!