Electro-convulsive therapy, part one Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head, do the Crip with me Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head, do the Stank with me Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head, do the Wop with me Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head Game First things first (Aftermath) The Chronic is back This indo, produced by Timbo Game over, nah the N.W.A. chain choker Is burnin rubber inside the Range Rover Chain smokin, purple haze This ain't another one of those, this the rebirth of Dre The rebirth of L.A., the rebirth of hip-hop Another memorial for Makaveli and Big Pop Hold up, Timb stop - I said This another memorial for Makaveli and Big Pop G-G-G-G-G - young homie got shit locked Public Enemy #1, Flavo Flav with a wristwatch All black G-Units, all black Impala I'm a schitzo, 3-wheelin the six-fo' 50 cent know I'm Compton most wanted when I'm ridin with Timbo Girl if you got a big back lemme bend that Show me where your friends at, we can flip that Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) I'll show you where the Bloods at, where the Crips at Show you where they flip crack, where they pitch at Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) I ain't got the West on my shoulder, got the West inn the backseat Of the Rover, ridin on dubs, nigga I'm West coastin The next Hova, from the home of the best doja Makin all that racket, I got the U.S. Open Stunt on me, I'll leave you wit'cha chest open Vest broken, hop in the lo-lo with the Tec smokin G-G-G-G-G - I done paid my dues N.W.A. is back, this is front page news I got Dre in the back, ridin on 22s Bitches screamin let me ride, it must be the shoes Red and black G6's, red dot on the Glock I'm goin three times platinum dawg, how do I stop? I'm hot Girl if you got a big back lemme bend that Show me where your friends at, we can flip that Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) I'll show you where the Bloods at, where the Crips at Show you where they flip crack, where they pitch at Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) My unit is Guerilla Fuck with my La Familia, I will kill ya G-G-G-G-G-Unit - I know that boy, not familiar But you got to feel him if the Doctor sealed him (Is Compton in the house?) Without a doubt I'm the rapper with clout other niggas yap about You know the one that introduce New York to the beach cruiser Got em puttin red and blue strings in they G-Units Get "Groupie Love", tell em to keep movin If I got a problem with a bitch I let Eve do it Unless she got on La Perla and I can see through it I don't just let her ride, I give her the keys to it Me and my bitch lay back in the Coupe I'm movin in the neighborhood, I ain't Passin through I woulda been here after Snoop, but I slowed down To show Timbaland how to iron a khaki suit Girl if you got a big back lemme bend that Show me where your friends at, we can flip that Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) I'll show you where the Bloods at, where the Crips at Show you where they flip crack, where they pitch at Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game)

I'm, I'm with you I'm, I'm with you To everybody who knows my story To all of those who came before me My time is now, I'm gonna do it all over again Ain't nothin' new, ain't 'bout to change I'm still gonna do it my way, yeah, I still remain So tell me why you hate the game? So tell me why you hate the game? Y'all know what it is The streets named me Illmatic But yet, I'm still at it, yeah haters Felon, fights behind me on the intersection ***, my anthology on perfection Dress superb, admired by conspirists Who wanna try me but ain't *** enough to *** me up Child of the '80s, y'all *** is lazy Complainin' 'bout labor pains, ***, show me the baby And my *** Game, light another ***, pass the bottle Pro-black, I don't pick cotton out aspirin bottle Yeah, I learned my lessons and heard y'all snitchin' Witnessin' you rockin wit Narcs, confirmed my suspicion Green fatigues on, my ***, I'll bleed for 'em I can show 'em the water but can't make 'em drink it And I can show them my fortunes but can't force 'em to think rich And still I wanna board 'em Wonderin' if they sink quick Ignore the ignorance, I rep the brilliance of Queensbridge And pray the Feds let Murder Inc. live To everybody who knows my story To all of those who came before me My time is now, I'm gonna do it all over again somehow Ain't nothin' new, ain't 'bout to change I'm still gonna do it my way, yeah, I still remain So tell me why you hate the game? Oh, no, no, no, I'm stuck here with Just because So tell me why you hate the game? I don't talk about my *** I Just Blaze Oh, this time, I do it better just because 'Pac is watchin', B.I.G. is listenin' While Pun talkin' to us, Jam Jay still spinnin' To every *** listenin', I was supposed to be Amongst kings, my mom shouted out at my christenin' And while you still listenin', Shyne locked in a manhole And Cam got *** inside his Lambo, it's ample Life is a gamble, 15 years old, red rag around my head My sisters used to laugh and call me Rambo Seen Eazy's legacy melt away like a candle I rekindled the flame, Dre created The Game *** Wit a Attitude from the cloth, I came Young homie ate his way up from the bottom of the food chain Keep the crown, clown, I rock a L.A. Dodger fitted Showed my *** at Summer Jam but New York was down wit it Now the ball's in my court, never dribble out of bounds wit it Behind the back to Nas, he alley oop to Jigga To everybody who knows my story To all of those who came before me My time is now, I'm gonna do it all over again somehow Ain't nothin' new, ain't 'bout to change I'm still gonna do it my way, yeah, I still remain So tell me why you hate the game? Oh, no, no, no, I'm stuck here with Just because So tell me why you hate the game? Oh, this time, I do it better just because Check it, me and Nasty *** it's a classic, trust me How he gon' pass the *** to them *** that don't love me I'm talkin' *** that never wanted to see me on top Same *** that never wanted to see 'The Doctor's Advocate' drop Flop, I think not, I *** you rap *** like virgins Dre took my trainin' wheels off, it's curtains I don't need no encore, no claps, no cheers The Game ain't over, this the beginnin' of my career The endin' of yours, the endin' of his Like Flavor Flav's clock, I'm back to handle my biz *** it's Game time, that was Dre's favorite line Back when Proof was in the booth and I recited his lines And I still think about my *** from time to time Make me wanna call 50 and let him know what's on my mind But I just hold back 'cause we ain't beefin' like that He ain't B.I.G. and I ain't 'Pac And we just eatin' off rap, one love To everybody who knows my story To all of those who came before me My time is now, I'm gonna do it all over again somehow Ain't nothin' new, ain't 'bout to change I'm still gonna do it my way, yeah, I still remain So tell me why you hate the game? Oh, no, no, no, I'm stuck here with Just because So tell me why you hate the game? Oh, this time, I do it better just because It ain't over, ladies and gentleman I go by the name of the one and only, Just Blaze I got a couple people in the house with me Usually we do this at the beginning But we gon' do it at the end this time I wanna take you to church real quick So I'ma need some help, I need some people up I need 1500 or nothin' up here wit me The wonderfully talented Marsha Ambrosia's from Floetry Ah, yeah there we go The sun is shinin' down on us right now We feelin' real good, we know y'all do too So if you feelin' good, sing along, clap along, stomp along Catch a lil' Holy Ghost And if you ain't feelin' good, God willin' By the end of this record, He gon' change all that Ayo, Lorenz, you ready? There it is, pass me them drumsticks Alright everybody, please join in Your life ain't good, you can get it right Take this opportunity to do so And I'ma let it do what it do Rest in peace to Georgia Elliott, here we go And the sun shines with you And the sun shines with you And the sun shines with you I wanna thank everybody for comin' out God bless, one love, good night Or good day if you on the other side of the globe Yo, Just, we on the move with this ***, 'Doctor's Advocate' See you on the third album, hate it or love it And the sun shines with you And the sun shines with you And the sun shines with you

A brush of sunlight enters the room Curtains hide a Sunday night in June While the radio is still choosing between two tunes Carmine roses wilting in a vase There's an echo of her scream in that place The coffee lost it's warmth days ago She knew she played with fire Lighting the candles she gave in to play the game And fooled by wild desire She gave in to a man who would take her breath away Locked the doors and tied up her hands Shut her eyes and revealed his plans And whispered the words of a bad romance She felt the ashes of his smoking cigarette She was craving for more but praying for less When he burned down the bed and left without regrets She knew she played with fire Lighting the candles she gave in to play the game And fooled by wild desire She gave in to a man who would take her breath away There was only one rule There was only one rule Only one rule There was only one rule, only one rule There was only one rule, only one rule There was only one rule for you She knew she played with fire Lighting the candles she gave in to play the game And fooled by wild desire She gave in to a man who would take her breath away

And I brought- And I brought- And I brought... dreams Dreams Dreams And I brought you all my dreams 'cause I love you I love you I love you I-I-I love you I woke up out that coma 2001 'Bout the same time Dre dropped 2001 Three years later, the album is done Aftermath presents "Nigga With a Attitude, Volume One" Rap critics politickin', wanna know the outcome Ready to Die, Reasonable Doubt, and Doggystyle in one I feel like 'Pac after the Snoop Dogg trial was done Dre behind that G series and All Eyez on Me I watched the death of a dynasty, so I told Vibe Magazine Workin' with Dr. Dre was a (Dream) I had visions of makin' a classic, then my world turned black Like I was starin' out of Stevie Wonder's glasses It's kinda hard to imagine, like Kanye West Coming back from his fatal accident to beatmakin' and rappin' But, we the future, Whitney Houston told me that It's gon' take more than a bullet in the heart to hold me back Blushin' in this 40 ounce, lettin' the ink from my pen bleed 'Cause Martin Luther King had a (Dream) Aaliyah had a (Dream), Left Eye had a (Dream) So I reached out to Kanye and (I brought you all my dreams 'cause I love you) I love you I love you I-I-I love you I had dreams of fuckin' a R&B bitch like Mya When I saw that ass on the front of that King Read the article in the magazine, she loved gangsters, loved nasty things So I'm in the glass house having nasty dreams Good girls never give it up But anything is possible, if 50 fucked Vivica Hurdled life's obstacles, found my way through the maze Then joy turned to pain like Frankie Beverly and Maze Used to dream of being an Unsigned Hype 'Til I was crushed by Dave Mays, almost let my pen fall asleep on the page Daydreamin' yesterday, dozin' off backstage I thought I saw Eazy talking to Jam Master Jay So I walked over, heard Jam Master say "It's a hard knock life, then you pass away" They say sleep is the cousin of death, so my eyes wide open 'Cause a dream is kin to your last breath Blushin' in this 40 ounce, lettin' the ink from my pen bleed 'Cause Martin Luther King had a (Dream) Aaliyah had a (Dream), Left Eye had a (Dream) So I reached out to Kanye and (I brought you all my dreams 'cause I love you) I love you I love you I-I-I love you The dream of Huey Newton, that's what I'm livin' through The dream of Eric Wright, that's what I'm givin' you Who walked through the White House without a business suit Compton hat, jheri curl drippin' on Ronald Reagan's shoes Gave Mike Lem my demo, came here to pay my dues Started off with Whoo Kid, then I start blazin' Clue It was all a dream like B.I.G. said it'd be Don't sleep on me homie, I bring nightmares to reality Rap phenomenon, defyin' the rules of gravity Studied all the classics, start revisin' my strategy 'Cause Marshall Mathers made it, Curtis Jackson made it Head in the clouds, wonderin' where the hell Marvin Gaye went How do I say this? I'm livin' for my son But I can't figure out, why I'm at my temple with this gun Wake up to a Jesus piece, like a catholic nun The war to be a rap legend has just begun Blushin' in this 40 ounce, lettin' the ink from my pen bleed 'Cause Martin Luther King had a (Dream) Aaliyah had a (Dream), Left Eye had a (Dream) So I reached out to Kanye and (I brought you all my dreams 'cause I love you) I love you I love you I-I-I love you This song is dedicated to Yetunde Price The sister of Venus and Serena Williams Who was slain during a gang shootout in Compton Sunday, September 14th, 2003, rest in peace It's 'cause I love you I love you I love you I-I-I love you And I brought- And I brought- And I brought... dreams Dreams Dreams And I brought you all my dreams 'cause I love you