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East Coast/West Coast Killas

Group Therapy

Dr. Dre Presents...The Aftermath

1996

the gat 
Uhh, pop the clutch, let the Cold Crush rush 
Then I flush whack material 
That's if I don't mash them all to mush 
Hush, let me burst, dare I

an office where I last saw your heart
I found them starring as I contemplated falling apart
And yeah I know that rhyme was awful but we're shit out of luck

including
Racial prejudice - are influenced more
By material things like food
And economic necessities than by the
Fear and awe and bigotry
Generated by

you're forced to forfeit
When your espionage is corporate, that means you got an office
Instead arrested for the petty theft
Expected to apologize for

recycles what you're supposed to recycle, you know?) 
(Yeah) 
(Instead of recycling like food and shit.)  

Please be a good citizen 
Throw away the right

that be obtained
Office official as oval, slain many from plain envious pain
Sitting in my subconscious
Looking at my material like why the heck I bought

Mr. Material, he know's what he's not
One is an emerald, and one is a rock
What's he got going on? Its always a job
I guess you can't purchase

The weathers old and not giving up anything new
I'm sick and in with the flu
The cold is turning me blue
And usually I'm okay but we're skipping these seasons

Actin' office official
Jus' business no casual
But you missin' a few buttons
You missed a few buttons
You jus' can't press me like before
Press me

going anywhere
No porous material for you

I never liked Chinese food
Unless it was happily married to a Vauxhall Combo box office
In New Jersey devils

life that's how they're told
Music's my expression my life's my art
No boundaries here it's straight from the heart

From the office to the studio I'm

every morning seeing your face
You're the reason I'm writing this song

See I've been thinking about the way that you do me baby
Girl you make me complete

tragedy unfolding
In front of the familiar landscape
Maybe the zoom lens on one of the CC TV cameras
Operating in the bars and offices and homes around

Trans-human on a tight bank roll
I still carry metal coin, married to the material
All one's not quite the gist of it, is it

Get yourself selfish
Chic

Looking

a bitch
Fuck a deficit I'm coming from behind when I doggy it 
Them pussyhole emcees work in offices 
Acting like they balling when they pocket pick
It must

back in steel frame office block window mirror glass - 

the CEO says that line about how they worked hard for what they got - like that justifies who's

I woke up
It was 10 to dole
My baby tapped me 3 times on the head 
Said it’s time to go
“You gotta give me that lift to the office - you promised!”
I

digest it?
Express version of my expressions
Turn on your jets like the Jetsons and jettison everything
That jacks with your faculties. We're adjusting

we’re the realest
How can I not
I’m feeling the vibe, I hit me a lick
I never fall under pressure
I never fall under pressure
I never fall under pressure

embraced by the soft material of your favorite sweater.
You're taking a long breath in, feeling the sweet scent of a nighttime relaxation.
With the breath

material
You just wanna smoke with me watchin' The Office while we eat a big bowl of cereal
Like it was Saturday morning cartoons
You all on me and me all

The polo defense, material offense, do you understand
Present time going way up, and I'm blessed, I'm blessed, do you understand

Ripe from my torso, amber

extradition process

To get you all stressed, step onto my office

That's what you call fresh, it's more like some soft breasts

If I stopped cess, I probably

the Wright road fo'sho
Don't seem to have no light poles
So I bury myself into the darkness
Kobe on the office but a niqqa heartless
Whats fame without