A lot of brothers out there been
Flakin' and perpetratin' but scared to kick reality

We been doin' all this dope producin'
You ain't had a chance to show 'em what time it is

Well what you want me to do?

Express yourself!

I'm expressin with my full capabilities
And now I'm livin' in correctional facilities
Cause some don't agree with how I do this
I get straight and meditate like a Buddhist
I'm droppin' flava, my behavior is hereditary
But my technique is very necessary
Blame it on Ice Cube; because he said it gets funky
When you got a subject and a predicate
Add it on a dope beat; and it'll make you think
Some suckers just tickle me pink, to my stomach
Cause they don't flow like this one
You know what? I won't hesitate to diss one
Or two before I'm through, so don't try to sing this
Some drop science; while I'm droppin english
Even if Yella, makes it acapella
I still express, yo, I don't smoke weed or sess
Cause it's known to give a brother brain damage
And brain damage on the mic don't manage, nnothin'
But makin a sucka and you equal
Don't be another sequel

Whoa!
Express Yourself

Now, gettin back to the PG
That's program, and it's easy
Dre is back, new jacks are made hollow
Expressin' ain't their subject because they like to follow
The words, the style, the trend
Again and again and again, yo, you're on the other end
Whatch a brother blend dope rhymes, with no help
There's no fessin' or guessin' while I'm expressin' myself
It's crazy to see people be
What society wants them to be, but not me
Ruthless, is the way to go, they know
Others say rhymes which fail to be original
Or they kill where the hip-hop starts
Forget about the ghetto, and rap for the pop charts
Some musicians curse at home
But scared to use profanity when upon the microphone
Yeah, they want reality, but you will hear none
They'd rather exaggerate a little fiction
Some say no to drugs, and take a stand
But after the show, they go lookin for the "Dopeman"
Or they ban my group from the radio
Hear Stretch Arm Strong say, "Hell no!"
But you know it ain't all about wealth
As long as you make a note to express yourself!

Whoa!
Express yourself

Cause if you wanna start to move up the chart
Then expression is a big part of it (a big part of it)

Expression is a big part of it, a big part of it!

There's a little bit more to show
I got rhymes in my mind, embedded like an embryo
Or a lesson, all of 'em expression
And if you start fessin', I got a Smith and Wessun for ya
I might ignore your record because it has no bottom
I get loose in the summer winter spring and autumn
It's Dre on the mic, gettin' physical
Doin' the job, Stretch Arm Strong is the lynch mob!
Yes I'm a climb, but you know you need this
And the knowledge is growin' just like a fetus
Or a tumor, but here is the rumor
Dre is in the neighborhood and he's up to no good
When I start expressin' myself, Yella, slam it
Cause if I stay funky like this I'm doin' damage
Or I'm a be too hyped, and need a straight jacket
I got knowledge, and other suckers lack it
So, when you see Dre, a DJ on the mic
Ask what it's like, it's like we're gettin' hyped tonight
Cause if I strike, it ain't for your good health
But I won't strike if you just

Express yourself!
Whoa

Come on and do it
Come on and do it

Express yourself!

Writer : WRIGHT, CHARLES W.
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.