Intro:He's 
Bionic! (x4)
He's Bionic! 
He's Bionic! 
He's Bionic, 
Bionic, Bionic, 
Bionic!He's 
Bionic! Aaah 
Bionic! (x2)
Verse 1: Yella
There's no measure of the skills that are in his hands
People ask "Is he machine or man?"
Positions what he's called or just 
Dr DrePeople take a look cos he's your future 
DJWhen he cuts the beat you all will knowbecause his records start to smoke and then his turntables glow
If you're a sucka 
DJ then you'll have a comic
Step to the front if you like embarassment
Chorus:He's 
Bionic! Yes!
He's Bionic! 
So fresh!*repeat*
Verse 2: Yella
Acquired the skill that you must learnto become a 
DJ Doctor, not a grabbin turn
Always seen wit you nurses by his sideand you can bet that the 
Doctor keeps them satisfied
His supersonic speed is his ace in the hole
Over all the top 
DJ's, Dr Dre's in control
He operates in 
LA cos it's the place to be
He's B-I-O-
N-I-CChorus
Verse 3: Yella
Now as the wheels start burnin and the mixer explodes
The wax from his discs will make you suckas corrode
Radiation level rises to degrees unknown
The circuits overloaded then your speakers are blown
Now ya hear a loud thunder that vibrates the groundcos his hands are movin faster than the speed of sound
Everybody runs and they try to avoidbut it's too late cos the place is already destroyed
Chorus