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Jeah. uhh. it's what I do for a nigga
Eat for a livin (watcher)
That's how I live for a nigga. (watcher)
Okay, do this (the watcher)
[Verse One:
Things just ain't the for gangsters
But I'm a little too famous to shoot pranksters
All of these rap singers claimin bangers
all sorts of twisted shit with they fingers
Disrespectin the game, no trainin or manners
I was doin this shit when you was shittin
I was movin grams 'fore you, knew what a hand that hand was
Duckin the vans, radars, the
'Fore you knew hard white to tame was
I was the turnpike, aight with the bammers
I was nice with my hands, cuss aight them hammers
I was prickin my finger you knew what a Fam was
I had it laid out 'fore you knew a plan was
Three mill' later, now you understand us
Y'all see us comin through Vegas
You ever seen so much cham' bust in one
fucked up one fight
I was on the Pan bus
You was Peter Pan up in room, y'all fuckin with whom?
me to be taught
You cowards is just now learnin the shit that we
You niggaz ain't know about a Robb
Bout a speed Porsche, i.e.
You niggaz ain't how to floss 'til I came through the door
"Eric B. for Pres," respect me in this BITCH!
You can't us cause you got a little check cut
You was for so long, fuckin your little neck up
Now you too big for your britches, you got a few bitches
You think you Hugh Hefner, you ridiculous
I blew breath for you midgets, I gave life to the
It's only right I got the to be king
Niggaz that got life really what I sing
Cause they know is he really like, feel my pain
Know the shit I DON'T write be the shit that's ever been recited
in the word to the hyphen in my NAME!
J, A, Y, DASH,
The past nigga the future, proper
The holy trinity of is us
We give, Dre his props BUT that's it stops
the Roc
[Chorus: Truth
I know, you got eyes on me
I you watchin me
But it ain't to see that you can't see me
You try, but what you you saw
Ain't what you you saw
You off not lookin at all
(Everywhere that I go, ain't the as befo')
(People I used to know, don't know me no mo')
(But everywhere that I go, I got I know)
(Who got people they know, so I you lay low)
[Verse Dr. Dre]
I'm on top of the game
Still droppin flames, still and aim
at the top had the Roc for the fame
over setbacks, been a lot since I came
You seen it all, how I got, how I
The momentum when it dropped, how I got the pain
When I roll and shock, watched me reclaim
the streets, they made a special spot for my
Dre, wanna stop to my reign
But the music in me, every drop in my veins
The and the pain
All the way from the rise of my name
See the world clear through the of the mane
See the world chear for the rhymes I gave
When the beat bangs drive them insane
The that I played
The to emerge in the game is The Watcher

[Verse Three:
I'm "Rated R," my brain contains graphics
It turn traumatic teens into addicts, and
It's like, watchin a movie through a panoramic
Which means, I can see the whole in the scene
Cash is the topic, the object, a fatter
Some take the crack and it, but those that haven't got it
away the added profit, it's catastrophic
I take the gat and cock it, and I'll sit and watch it
These New York streets is ugly, I it gully
The is mine and can't nobody keep it from me
Yo, my is never sunny
In the place where the number one cause of death is
You can try
I've seen enough to leave your frame of mind broken
I'm still and scopin
Be another years 'til my skies close in
And I'ma die with my eyes open, the watcher