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a mess on your leather couch
And you’re feeling mad,  like a mean old grouch
Baby don’t you be no fool, just fuggetabout it

When your mother-in-law wants

Thinking I'm meant to be in a garbage bin
But I'm to sick
Shit you couldn't diss in fact
No Lysol whipe could disinfect
By the looks of this they'll be

for no changes
So unlike them real quick just take in
What I gotta say
Stay and listen, that's just all I pray you do
Don't pay me nothing but attention

to the couch
Live life easy no need to grouch
Thinking of last night makes me proud

Shiny LED's remind me
What a crazy party
Thinking of last night makes me

I can't have no spouse
Who the fuck you trying to trap bitch I'm not a mouse
Bitch wanna know the price of fame bitch first learn the cost
Fast way

enemies
Drizzy said know myself, take care o' the homies
Weezy schooled me by stressin' to have no worries
Josh A instructed my way on how to spit flurries

Dr. Octagon

Dr. Octagon

Dr. Octagonecologyst

1996

like this could even make the devil commit suicide 
hung from a tree on Johannesburg with no parachute 
Big-Bigfoot captured by UFO's 
Haloes were

at by the people next to me (what?)
Played "Just Don't Give a Fuck" and I pressed repeat (what)
And I still don't give a fuck here and I'm almost thirty

No Strings

The Living Legends

Creative Differences

2004

[Chorus: Grouch]
No strings are attached
This is who I am
My rap is not an act
I am my own man

I don't want it to be how it used to be
I want

niggaz wouldn't strip your street dreams

[Break - Rakim sample scratched by DJ Grouch]
"Know what I mean?"

[Verse 2 - Obie Trice]
Niggaz claim to be

but yes don't mean no
So baby, please, take off your clothes
(No) yes (no) yes (no) no (yes) oh (oh), yeah

Haha, yeah
Dr. Dre
Black Beethoven
S1

Still D.R.E.

Dr. Dre

Still D.R.E. [CD Single]

1999

stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks
Some of that real sticky-icky-icky
Ooh-wee, put it in the air (air)
Boy, you's a fool D-R
Ha-ha

there so no one ever sees it
I'm sorry
So sick and tired of that face
I'll come back to dust it off once in a while
So doctor
What am I taking now?
So

the doctor, call the doctor

You needn't concern yourself with whatever you call it
but there's no reward for this low ebb, freak out, or crisis
it's not

do what is right
And bring them the truth
 
We are the remnant rising
No time for compromising
We are the chosen few
God's making all things new
We are

187 Dance

C-BO

Tales From the Crypt

[Chorus]
"187 don't stop" - [Dr. Dre]
"Cause it's 187" - [Snoop Dogg]
"187 don't stop" - [Dr. Dre]
"'Cause it's 187" - [Snoop Dogg]

Top down,

Still D.R.E.

Dr. Dre

Private Party Collectors Edition

2000

stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks
Some of that real sticky-icky-icky
Ooh-wee, put it in the air (air)
Boy, you's a fool D-R
Ha-ha

Out of Sight

Raunchy

Velvet Noise

2002

no use to my self once when I'm dead
And though I trusted I was lied to by my own
I bare no grouch and I carry no milestone

Look at me now I am

Oppressed by his mother-in-law and his wife
Kill the doctor!
Deliver us from boredom and him from his torment!

He is not a doctor. He is an apothecary

drive-by of thoughts
No extensions, all attempts are to fail
Blinded by the light, it's time you learn braille
From a lunatic, I'm death like arsenic

drive-by of thoughts
No extensions, all attempts are to fail
Blinded by the light, it's time you learn braille
From a lunatic, I'm death like arsenic

gown; I feel a draft: booty-cheeks exposed
How convenient that I happen across a pair of scrubs and a doctor's robe
I blend in the commotion; by now,

them to love me, yeah?
Nobody said it would be easy" oh
Doctor, Doctor, tell me, tell me
How do I get them to love me, yeah?
"You know there ain't no

know, stallion leading us
Into a hot girl summer followed by the
Coldest of nuclear winters
What does that even mean anyway?
I don't know
But, uh, hey
Dr.