Dr. Dre – Stranded On Death Row

Dr. Dre – Stranded On Death Row Lyrics

Artist: Dr. Dre
Song: Stranded On Death Row

“Yes, it is I,” says me
And all who agree are more than three ’cause they’re we, ha ha
Yes, yo, I’m in the house now for sure
Because I wanna talk about the hearts of men

Who knows what evil lurks within them?
But let’s take a travel down the blindside
And see what we find on this path called
Stranded on death row, so duck when I swing my sh#t

I get rugged like Rawhead Rex with fat tracks that fits
The gangsta type, what I recite’s kinda lethal
n#gg#s know the flow that I kick, there’s no equal
I’m murdering n#gg#s, yo, and maybe because of the tone I kicks

When I grip the mic and kick sh#t n#gg#s can’t f#ck with
So remember I go hardcore and slam
‘Nough respect like a sensei, whoop #ss like Van Damme
So any n#gg# that claim they bossing

Why don’t you bring your #ss on over to Crenshaw and Slauson?
Take a walk through the hood where we up to no good
Slanging them things like a real O.G. should
I’m stacking and macking and packing a ten so

When you’re slipping, I slip the clip in, but ain’t no set tripping
‘Cause it’s Death Row, rolling like the mafia
Think about whooping some ass, but what the f#ck stopping ya?
Ain’t nothing but a buster

I’m stranded on death row for pumping slugs in m#th*rf#ck*rs
Now you know you’re outdone, feel the shotgun
Kurupt, inmate, cell block one
No prevention from this lynching of sorts

You’re a victim from my drive-by of thoughts
No extensions, all attempts are to fail
Blinded by the light, it’s time you learn braille
From a lunatic, I’m death like arsenic

With treachery, my literary form will blast
And totally surpass the norm
Not a storm, plural, make it many storms
When I’m vexed, I fight leg, necks, and arms

In this dimension, I’m the presenter
And the inventor, and the tormentor
Deranged, like the Hillside Strangler
MC mangler, tough like Wrangler

I write a rhyme, hard as concrete
Step to the heat and get burned like mesquite
So what you wanna do?
The narrator RBX, cell block two

Rage, lyrical murderer
Stranded on death row and now I’m serving a
Lifetime sentence, there’ll be no repentance
Since it’s the life that I choose to lead, I plead guilty

On all counts, let the ball bounce where it may
It’s just another clip into my AK
Buck ’em down with my underground tactics
Facts and stacks of clips on my mattress

Bed frame, there’s another dead, bang
Laying lame, put to shame, who’s to blame?
Me, the Lady of Rage, a woman coming
From the D-E-A-T-H and R-O-W, taking no sh#t

So flip and you’re bound to get dropped
It’s 1-8-7 on m#th*rf#ck*rs, don’t stop
Handcuffed as I bust, there’ll be no debate
It’s Rage, from cell block H

Ayo, stepping through the fog and creeping through the smog
It’s the number one n#gg# from the hood, Doggy Dogg
Making videos, now I stay in Hollywood
Busting raps for my snaps, now they call me Eastwood

Dre is the doctor and my homie, little n#gg#
Warren G is my hand and my hand’s on the trigger
Shooting at the hoes with the game that I got
Sent to death row ’cause I wanted to make a grip from serving my rocks

And I’m still serving for mine
Peace to my motherf#cking homies doing time
In the pen and the county jail
Mobbing with your blues on, mad as hell

And you’re saying, “f#ck the police”
And all the homies on the streets is all about peace
And it’s driving the cops crazy
But ain’t nothing but a black thing, baby

Uh, I’m not flagging, but I’m just sagging
I bet you don’t wanna see the D-O-double-G
And you can’t see the D-R to the E
Or my motherf#cking homie D.O.C

You know you can’t f#ck with my motherf#cking DJ
That’s my homie and we call him Warren G
Yeah, and you don’t stop
Doggy Dogg break ’em down with the motherf#cking Dogg Pound

That’s the only way we’ll beat ’em, man
We gotta smoke ’em then choke ’em like the motherf#cking Peterman
It’s like three and to the two and two and to the one
Cell block four, peace, Doggy Dogg’s done

Yo, now you know the path I’m on
You think you’re strong?
See if you can travel on
‘Cause only the weak will try to speak

Those who are quiet will always cause riots
There’s three types of people in the world
Those who don’t know what happened
Those who wonder what happened

And people like us from the streets that make things happen
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Dr. Dre Lyrics – Stranded On Death Row

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From the album:
The Chronic [Clean]
Release Year: 1992