The D.O.C. Lyrics: The Grand Finale Lyrics

The D.O.C. - The Grand Finale

[Featuring N.W.A]

(Dr. Dre)

Check this out, we've come to the last and final record

This is Dr. Dre in full effect and we gonna kick it offa little

somethis like

this

We got my mella yella boy on the drums, We got Stan "the Guitar Man"

dropping the rhythm. We got LA Dre on the keyboard and I want the

whole

posse in this muthafucka to rocl on this funky ass beat we're gonna

drop

Aight, So Ice Cube, you the early bird on this muthafucka, run it

(Ice Cube)

Picture a nigga that's raw

Amplify his ass and what you see is what's on

Muthafuckas I slaughter, blow em out the water

Word to me, fuck the father

My melody is deadly as a pin in a handgrenade

5 seconds before you get played

You can't throw me, I guess you'll blow up

Ever see a sucker scatter, it'll make ya throw up

Then I take advantage, you can't manage

To get up, all you can do is sit up, I get lit up

Hit up, Ice Cube tearing shit up

Like a dude you can bet on

Collide like a head on

Collision, stutter steppin is an incision

Of a nigga saying exactly what I vision

Because I'm gone, you think I left you all

But I stay in yo' ass like cholesterol

When I blast some solid ass alcatraz

And if you escape, you better swim fast

'Cause I'll catch ya, physically and mentally

And the capital punishment's the penalty

Sitting in the electric chair, grab a hold

Pull the switch, yo' body twitch, your eye's explode

Out your skull 'cause being dull on a flow

Is an N-O, niggas didn't know that I can go

Off and show off to throw off the law

Turn, take 10 paces then draw

What's left is a muthafucka dead in the alley
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