The D.O.C. - Lend Me an Ear lyrics

A little bit better than dopest A brand new kid in showbiz With knowledge I persevere But now do me a favor, lend me an ear And we can find the rhyme to fill in space And drop the ba** with a taste of light Lyrical perfection, see I'm equipped to um Open your mind like a Christmas gift It's '89, the new school is needed Originals, see nobody can do it like we did The D-O to the C-O, a deuce not a trio Me-o, mi-o, spin a chump like a gyro Hard, dangerous, s**ers angle this Cut is raw, why? Cause they can't handle this Loot to bring, and I take a second to rock the rhythm And stay smooth like a prism A Portrait of a Masterpiece, It's Funky Enough Cause Dre told me it has to be A little stronger, to I make not a mistake I'm too much on the hype tip, Dre break Circle an answer, it's a multiple choice Who's the kid with the golden voice? A, the brother upon this song B and C, I don't know, but that answer's wrong Pure simplicity, it's the D-O to the C Most incredible, unforgettable On a mission, the man kids want to be Like that, cause I'm one in a mil Hype producer, creator, maker Making it now but I'll do it for you later In the mix Dre put his hands on (Scratching) Now that's a hell of a song I show and tell what should be told And say it with conviction and proper use of diction So that it's easy to understand (Who can do it better?) Huh, no one can '88 is gone, and all you big shots Have graduated, in other words made it So it's a new year to start a new time You need to know what's on my mind so lend me an ear Hold the riff, s**er, cause we don't need that It's so don't standing and my mic don't feed back Break, you're broke, he got up and forgot I drop science, and put his neck in a knot Trying to hold what can't be held So the punk records jam, I don't give a damn I do it in a different cla**, so what's up? You wanna break? You're all the threat of a bu*tercup As knowledge coming, I'm coming never sleep or slip I fall on the serious tip Stop and stutter trying to think, your brain is soft Words are clogged in your throat, you're coughing on The boss, straight from the South Word is bond from word of mouth So let the nation be hip to the fact that I'm the great one Until I sung, no damage done Peace, a dream we all dream together Dope forever together in a nation of one Rising and showing no fear Yo, lend me a motherf**ing ear