Doctor's Advocate
By Curtis Mayfield
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[Intro: Game & Busta Rhymes]
(Day after day, feel like I...)
G: Yo Bus, I think I got it..the answer to all my problems
B: f*ck you talkin' about n*gga? Wha-whats that?
G: Belvedere and Banana Snapple
B: Look, get your f*ckin' ass up n*gga
You over here trippin' on yourself n*gga
Get in the f*ckin' car man, we gotta bounce man
G: I'm a man...and most of these n*ggas, they don't know how to be a man. I got a son...
B: What the f*ck you talkin' about n*gga?
Come on n*gga, lets take yo' ass to the crib man, you tired n*gga
And put the drink down n*gga. We gotta go n*gga
G: One more shot
[Chorus: Shorty of Da Lench Mob]
I didn't mean to walk away
But I hear every word they say
I guess my mind just drew a blank, like la-la-la
Now I'm sittin' in this god damned cage
Rreminiscin' about my day with your blood all over my slate
As the devil sings la-la-la
[Verse 1: Game]
Dre, I ain't mean to turn my back on you
But I'm a man, and sometimes a man, do what he gotta do
Remember, I'm from Compton too
I saw you and Eazy in 'em, so I started wearin' Khaki suits
I was 12 smokin' chronic, in '92
I had a choice, be like Mike, or be like you
I made a choice, now its be Crip or be Piru
Whatever I was, I was bangin' Gin & Juice
Never knew back then, I'd be friends with Snoop
Now I gotta keep it gangsta, 'cause its in my roots
So I owe you my life, when I betrayed you
I tried to think of what the f*ck, Eminem might do
If every n*gga hated him, for the Black b*tch track
And n*ggas stopped bumpin' Dre after Dee Barnes got slapped
When Doc say its a wrap, its a wrap
Its still Aftermath, and ain't nothing after that
[Chorus: Shorty of Da Lench Mob]
I didn't mean to walk away
But I hear every word they say
I guess my mind just drew a blank, like la-la-la
Now I'm sittin' in this god damned cage
Rreminiscin' about my day with your blood all over my slate
As the devil sings la-la-la
[Verse 2: Game]
I never said Thank You, and I took for granted
You let me in your house, and made me a part of your family
Now I'm eatin' with you, Eve, and Busta Rhymes
I wasn't starstruck, I was just glad to be signed
And even though sometimes I run loose
You still my homeboy Doc, I'd take a bullet for you
I'm not askin' you to take my side in the beef
But you told me it was okay to say f*ck The Police
Now its my turn to carry the torch
And I still got the chain that you wore on the cover of The Source
Remember when we got drunk, to do Start From Scratch?
I told you, you was like a father to me I meant that
Sittin' here lookin' at my platinum plaques
Thinkin' what the f*ck am I without a Doctor Dre track
When Doc say its a wrap, its a wrap
Its still Aftermath, and ain't nothin' after that
[Chorus: Shorty of Da Lench Mob]
I didn't mean to walk away
But I hear every word they say
I guess my mind just drew a blank, like la-la-la
Now I'm sittin' in this god damned cage
Rreminiscin' about my day with your blood all over my slate
As the devil sings la-la-la
[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
See when the world is on your shoulder and the stress grows bigger
The fire in 'em, made it difficult to talk to the n*gga
Most of the time I let 'em know, I don't agree with what he do
But he a hardhead Dre, that's why I'm talkin' to you
See, when I first met my n*gga, son was layin' in the cut
Type reserved, homie was quite and kept his mouth shut
Until you told him to spit for me, he flippin' from the gut
I dug his spirit, and I thought the dude was talented as f*ck
As time went on, now he was workin' with the finest
I saw the pressure started to build, so I gave additional guidance
You gave him something that can make or break a n*gga, you should face it
So big, I don't even think he was ready to embrace it
With the potential to be a strong n*gga with conviction
The only problem was our little n*gga wouldn't listen
But when Doc say its a wrap, it's a wrap
Its still Aftermath and ain't nothing after that
[Chorus: Shorty of Da Lench Mob]
I didn't mean to walk away
But I hear every word they say
I guess my mind just drew a blank, like la-la-la
Now I'm sittin' in this god damned cage
Rreminiscin' about my day with your blood all over my slate
As the devil sings la-la-la
[Outro: Game & Busta Rhymes]
B: Aiyo, Game! Aiyo Game! Wake up, n*gga!
G: I'm up man, I'm up
B: We at your crib, n*gga, get the f*ck out the car n*gga, get up, man!
G: This ain't my house... my house is.. is green..
B: The f*ck you talk- look, come on, n*gga, let's go man
Let me walk you up to the.. come on...
B: n*gga where the keys at, n*gga we need to open your door n*gga!
G: I got love for you, Bus', you my n*gga
B: n*gga get in the f*ckin' bed n*gga, go to sleep n*gga You tired n*gga and don't f*cking drink like that no more, man
You f*ckin' look like Ned the Wino, you drunk motherf*cker
G: Just goin' to the studio
B: Go to sleep, n*gga
(Day after day, feel like I...)
G: Yo Bus, I think I got it..the answer to all my problems
B: f*ck you talkin' about n*gga? Wha-whats that?
G: Belvedere and Banana Snapple
B: Look, get your f*ckin' ass up n*gga
You over here trippin' on yourself n*gga
Get in the f*ckin' car man, we gotta bounce man
G: I'm a man...and most of these n*ggas, they don't know how to be a man. I got a son...
B: What the f*ck you talkin' about n*gga?
Come on n*gga, lets take yo' ass to the crib man, you tired n*gga
And put the drink down n*gga. We gotta go n*gga
G: One more shot
[Chorus: Shorty of Da Lench Mob]
I didn't mean to walk away
But I hear every word they say
I guess my mind just drew a blank, like la-la-la
Now I'm sittin' in this god damned cage
Rreminiscin' about my day with your blood all over my slate
As the devil sings la-la-la
[Verse 1: Game]
Dre, I ain't mean to turn my back on you
But I'm a man, and sometimes a man, do what he gotta do
Remember, I'm from Compton too
I saw you and Eazy in 'em, so I started wearin' Khaki suits
I was 12 smokin' chronic, in '92
I had a choice, be like Mike, or be like you
I made a choice, now its be Crip or be Piru
Whatever I was, I was bangin' Gin & Juice
Never knew back then, I'd be friends with Snoop
Now I gotta keep it gangsta, 'cause its in my roots
So I owe you my life, when I betrayed you
I tried to think of what the f*ck, Eminem might do
If every n*gga hated him, for the Black b*tch track
And n*ggas stopped bumpin' Dre after Dee Barnes got slapped
When Doc say its a wrap, its a wrap
Its still Aftermath, and ain't nothing after that
[Chorus: Shorty of Da Lench Mob]
I didn't mean to walk away
But I hear every word they say
I guess my mind just drew a blank, like la-la-la
Now I'm sittin' in this god damned cage
Rreminiscin' about my day with your blood all over my slate
As the devil sings la-la-la
[Verse 2: Game]
I never said Thank You, and I took for granted
You let me in your house, and made me a part of your family
Now I'm eatin' with you, Eve, and Busta Rhymes
I wasn't starstruck, I was just glad to be signed
And even though sometimes I run loose
You still my homeboy Doc, I'd take a bullet for you
I'm not askin' you to take my side in the beef
But you told me it was okay to say f*ck The Police
Now its my turn to carry the torch
And I still got the chain that you wore on the cover of The Source
Remember when we got drunk, to do Start From Scratch?
I told you, you was like a father to me I meant that
Sittin' here lookin' at my platinum plaques
Thinkin' what the f*ck am I without a Doctor Dre track
When Doc say its a wrap, its a wrap
Its still Aftermath, and ain't nothin' after that
[Chorus: Shorty of Da Lench Mob]
I didn't mean to walk away
But I hear every word they say
I guess my mind just drew a blank, like la-la-la
Now I'm sittin' in this god damned cage
Rreminiscin' about my day with your blood all over my slate
As the devil sings la-la-la
[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
See when the world is on your shoulder and the stress grows bigger
The fire in 'em, made it difficult to talk to the n*gga
Most of the time I let 'em know, I don't agree with what he do
But he a hardhead Dre, that's why I'm talkin' to you
See, when I first met my n*gga, son was layin' in the cut
Type reserved, homie was quite and kept his mouth shut
Until you told him to spit for me, he flippin' from the gut
I dug his spirit, and I thought the dude was talented as f*ck
As time went on, now he was workin' with the finest
I saw the pressure started to build, so I gave additional guidance
You gave him something that can make or break a n*gga, you should face it
So big, I don't even think he was ready to embrace it
With the potential to be a strong n*gga with conviction
The only problem was our little n*gga wouldn't listen
But when Doc say its a wrap, it's a wrap
Its still Aftermath and ain't nothing after that
[Chorus: Shorty of Da Lench Mob]
I didn't mean to walk away
But I hear every word they say
I guess my mind just drew a blank, like la-la-la
Now I'm sittin' in this god damned cage
Rreminiscin' about my day with your blood all over my slate
As the devil sings la-la-la
[Outro: Game & Busta Rhymes]
B: Aiyo, Game! Aiyo Game! Wake up, n*gga!
G: I'm up man, I'm up
B: We at your crib, n*gga, get the f*ck out the car n*gga, get up, man!
G: This ain't my house... my house is.. is green..
B: The f*ck you talk- look, come on, n*gga, let's go man
Let me walk you up to the.. come on...
B: n*gga where the keys at, n*gga we need to open your door n*gga!
G: I got love for you, Bus', you my n*gga
B: n*gga get in the f*ckin' bed n*gga, go to sleep n*gga You tired n*gga and don't f*cking drink like that no more, man
You f*ckin' look like Ned the Wino, you drunk motherf*cker
G: Just goin' to the studio
B: Go to sleep, n*gga
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