歌曲 | Portrait of a Master Piece |
歌手 | The D.O.C. |
专辑 | No One Can Do It Better |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : DOC, Doctor Dre | |
Yea, c'mon | |
C'mon, yea, c'mon | |
Let's take a trip but not of the physical | |
Sense of direction on a kid who's artistical | |
Through a gallery of thoughts, of course it's dope | |
Pay it tough like the name on my rope | |
Watch it be weary instead of steppin wit the boys | |
A musical massacre of inadequate noise | |
By the new authority 'cause of majority | |
Of peers who hear will award superiority | |
To those who know you knew now it's inevitable | |
I laid the track and it's simple unforgettable | |
Time had hold me better than gold, I sold | |
And in front of a group of soul is a new episode | |
So like see if you can grab a pawn yet another one | |
Take it to the everyday like it's done the son | |
Words connected up to another degree | |
And if an artist who planned it there, portrait of a masterpiece | |
It's unquestionable | |
The lyrics used, the D.O.C.'s a professional | |
Nothing exquisite to prohibit you from listening up | |
Crisp and clean but I don't mean 7-Up | |
I preside ill dippy dope to frantic to panic | |
And just a man on a mission wit something more in the attic | |
I'm just an ordinary, faring very few | |
Do it to the mic, is the D.O. to the C., you | |
Made the choice that doesn't need to pretend | |
I'm on the extend, I know about the ?(elevator end)? | |
But anytime between I'm spinning | |
Play strong, write it like it never ending | |
Keep creating while suckers are hating me now | |
Keep the upper hand 'cause the respond is gonna plow | |
No one can handle the physical torture | |
I've been taking and no matter what, I'll support'cha | |
Goals and dreams although is seems it won't come true | |
All of that is up to you, yo | |
But if you can't handle | |
You need a check, 'cause rap's like a gamble | |
Basically outspoken, keeping them choking on | |
But you recall, yo, a helluva rap song | |
Doing it forever together wit Dre, it will never cease | |
Plenty of records like "Portrait of a Masterpiece" | |
Not an exceptionalist | |
Sort of the norm, walking and holding my testicles | |
?(swoon for a six)?, spell out what it means to be dope | |
The D.O. to the C., they can't cope | |
Deal the real, yo, it's better 'cause I had to be | |
Better than any 'cause of majority | |
Negative never, I'm all about a positive force if you recall | |
It's the D.O.C. on the ball | |
Rap much greater, Dre upon the fader | |
Pump the bass and the pace | |
Most like by the D.O.C and this is it | |
'Cause when it's hype, then I feel that it's the shit | |
Word, never would I stop, I drop the beat I will | |
Especialy when I have to kill | |
I'm an annihilator, standing a full 6' 3 | |
And I really don't think you wanna deal wit me | |
Potrait of a, watch out, I'll go.. | |
(DOC) Hold on Dre stop the beat, let me catch my breath | |
(Dre) Aiyyo man, why ya stopping that was funky | |
(DOC) To catch my breath | |
(Dre) Alright you got it (yea) kick it | |
Strong blowing kisses to the wind | |
The D.O.C. in fact to attack the wicky wack | |
And take the rightful place at a rightful time | |
The D.O. to the C. and it's mine | |
Move, 'cause no one's gonna take my spot | |
Doing the groove, why, 'cause it's the diggy diggy D.O.C. | |
(Dre) Yea that's cool, let's go to the next record |
zuo ci : DOC, Doctor Dre | |
Yea, c' mon | |
C' mon, yea, c' mon | |
Let' s take a trip but not of the physical | |
Sense of direction on a kid who' s artistical | |
Through a gallery of thoughts, of course it' s dope | |
Pay it tough like the name on my rope | |
Watch it be weary instead of steppin wit the boys | |
A musical massacre of inadequate noise | |
By the new authority ' cause of majority | |
Of peers who hear will award superiority | |
To those who know you knew now it' s inevitable | |
I laid the track and it' s simple unforgettable | |
Time had hold me better than gold, I sold | |
And in front of a group of soul is a new episode | |
So like see if you can grab a pawn yet another one | |
Take it to the everyday like it' s done the son | |
Words connected up to another degree | |
And if an artist who planned it there, portrait of a masterpiece | |
It' s unquestionable | |
The lyrics used, the D. O. C.' s a professional | |
Nothing exquisite to prohibit you from listening up | |
Crisp and clean but I don' t mean 7Up | |
I preside ill dippy dope to frantic to panic | |
And just a man on a mission wit something more in the attic | |
I' m just an ordinary, faring very few | |
Do it to the mic, is the D. O. to the C., you | |
Made the choice that doesn' t need to pretend | |
I' m on the extend, I know about the nbsp? elevator end? | |
But anytime between I' m spinning | |
Play strong, write it like it never ending | |
Keep creating while suckers are hating me now | |
Keep the upper hand ' cause the respond is gonna plow | |
No one can handle the physical torture | |
I' ve been taking and no matter what, I' ll support' cha | |
Goals and dreams although is seems it won' t come true | |
All of that is up to you, yo | |
But if you can' t handle | |
You need a check, ' cause rap' s like a gamble | |
Basically outspoken, keeping them choking on | |
But you recall, yo, a helluva rap song | |
Doing it forever together wit Dre, it will never cease | |
Plenty of records like " Portrait of a Masterpiece" | |
Not an exceptionalist | |
Sort of the norm, walking and holding my testicles | |
? swoon for a six?, spell out what it means to be dope | |
The D. O. to the C., they can' t cope | |
Deal the real, yo, it' s better ' cause I had to be | |
Better than any ' cause of majority | |
Negative never, I' m all about a positive force if you recall | |
It' s the D. O. C. on the ball | |
Rap much greater, Dre upon the fader | |
Pump the bass and the pace | |
Most like by the D. O. C and this is it | |
' Cause when it' s hype, then I feel that it' s the shit | |
Word, never would I stop, I drop the beat I will | |
Especialy when I have to kill | |
I' m an annihilator, standing a full 6' 3 | |
And I really don' t think you wanna deal wit me | |
Potrait of a, watch out, I' ll go.. | |
DOC Hold on Dre stop the beat, let me catch my breath | |
Dre Aiyyo man, why ya stopping that was funky | |
DOC To catch my breath | |
Dre Alright you got it yea kick it | |
Strong blowing kisses to the wind | |
The D. O. C. in fact to attack the wicky wack | |
And take the rightful place at a rightful time | |
The D. O. to the C. and it' s mine | |
Move, ' cause no one' s gonna take my spot | |
Doing the groove, why, ' cause it' s the diggy diggy D. O. C. | |
Dre Yea that' s cool, let' s go to the next record |
zuò cí : DOC, Doctor Dre | |
Yea, c' mon | |
C' mon, yea, c' mon | |
Let' s take a trip but not of the physical | |
Sense of direction on a kid who' s artistical | |
Through a gallery of thoughts, of course it' s dope | |
Pay it tough like the name on my rope | |
Watch it be weary instead of steppin wit the boys | |
A musical massacre of inadequate noise | |
By the new authority ' cause of majority | |
Of peers who hear will award superiority | |
To those who know you knew now it' s inevitable | |
I laid the track and it' s simple unforgettable | |
Time had hold me better than gold, I sold | |
And in front of a group of soul is a new episode | |
So like see if you can grab a pawn yet another one | |
Take it to the everyday like it' s done the son | |
Words connected up to another degree | |
And if an artist who planned it there, portrait of a masterpiece | |
It' s unquestionable | |
The lyrics used, the D. O. C.' s a professional | |
Nothing exquisite to prohibit you from listening up | |
Crisp and clean but I don' t mean 7Up | |
I preside ill dippy dope to frantic to panic | |
And just a man on a mission wit something more in the attic | |
I' m just an ordinary, faring very few | |
Do it to the mic, is the D. O. to the C., you | |
Made the choice that doesn' t need to pretend | |
I' m on the extend, I know about the nbsp? elevator end? | |
But anytime between I' m spinning | |
Play strong, write it like it never ending | |
Keep creating while suckers are hating me now | |
Keep the upper hand ' cause the respond is gonna plow | |
No one can handle the physical torture | |
I' ve been taking and no matter what, I' ll support' cha | |
Goals and dreams although is seems it won' t come true | |
All of that is up to you, yo | |
But if you can' t handle | |
You need a check, ' cause rap' s like a gamble | |
Basically outspoken, keeping them choking on | |
But you recall, yo, a helluva rap song | |
Doing it forever together wit Dre, it will never cease | |
Plenty of records like " Portrait of a Masterpiece" | |
Not an exceptionalist | |
Sort of the norm, walking and holding my testicles | |
? swoon for a six?, spell out what it means to be dope | |
The D. O. to the C., they can' t cope | |
Deal the real, yo, it' s better ' cause I had to be | |
Better than any ' cause of majority | |
Negative never, I' m all about a positive force if you recall | |
It' s the D. O. C. on the ball | |
Rap much greater, Dre upon the fader | |
Pump the bass and the pace | |
Most like by the D. O. C and this is it | |
' Cause when it' s hype, then I feel that it' s the shit | |
Word, never would I stop, I drop the beat I will | |
Especialy when I have to kill | |
I' m an annihilator, standing a full 6' 3 | |
And I really don' t think you wanna deal wit me | |
Potrait of a, watch out, I' ll go.. | |
DOC Hold on Dre stop the beat, let me catch my breath | |
Dre Aiyyo man, why ya stopping that was funky | |
DOC To catch my breath | |
Dre Alright you got it yea kick it | |
Strong blowing kisses to the wind | |
The D. O. C. in fact to attack the wicky wack | |
And take the rightful place at a rightful time | |
The D. O. to the C. and it' s mine | |
Move, ' cause no one' s gonna take my spot | |
Doing the groove, why, ' cause it' s the diggy diggy D. O. C. | |
Dre Yea that' s cool, let' s go to the next record |