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[00:01.39] Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[00:06.17] What? (Uh) What? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[00:10.16] Dre, you ready? (Woo, woo, woo, woo)

[00:13.36] C'mon (Yo, we gotta kill ‘em with this one!)

[00:16.02] Alright (Check, check, check, check, check)

[00:17.61] Get 'em!

[00:18.41] Cut 'em undercover, timeless

[00:20.80] Ready for 'em, progress

[00:22.39] Feelin' like I'm just gettin' started

[00:24.25] Two shots back for my dearly departed

[00:26.38] Uh, you are now dealin' with a monster

[00:28.77] Boss shit, profits

[00:30.62] Doc Dre, bitch, I'm a prophet

[00:32.48] Black Wall Street, niggas know where the stock is

[00:34.61] Heh, try me

[00:36.21] Niggas never see me, but it ain't hard to find me

[00:38.33] Heh, unwinding

[00:40.19] Shit's blinding, still grinding, uprising (Agh)

[00:44.17] Stop talking 'bout the past, I'm the future, nigga (Agh)

[00:48.16] Nigga like me still here, motherfucker, go figure

[00:50.81] Lookin' for my next gold digger

[00:52.41] This summer here gon' be colder than winter

[00:54.55] Already told you, I fold you like hundreds of billions

[00:56.94] And you can go missing, put that on my children

[00:59.59] Bet that, nigga, what?

[01:01.45] Regret that, run it up

[01:02.51] Heh, and I'm about to sum it up

[01:06.76] This shit here that problem

[01:08.89] Livin' at the bottom of a bottle

[01:10.48] "Full throttle" my motto, eh

[01:13.41] Fuckin' with me like fuckin' with the lotto

[01:15.80] That awful in your nostril

[01:17.95] In a brothel, this is gospel

[01:20.34] Yeah, I'ma need all that, pronto

[01:22.20] Yes, I, yes, I, yes, I ride 'til I die

[01:24.86] Give a fuck if you bitches die

[01:26.98] Put a motherfucking hole in your face

[01:29.11] Back up, bitch, don't even try

[01:31.23] I am that motherfucker, been the coldest

[01:33.89] Why you on that? No one know us

[01:36.02] Overdosed on what dope is (Yeah)

[01:37.88] Hip-hop shit sell better than the coke did

[01:40.80] Like a satanic cult, it's

[01:42.39] An old ritual slaughtering GOATs, bitch (GOATs, bitch, yeah)

[01:44.78] You're fucking with the original, flow's sick

[01:46.64] And anybody can get it—COVID (Fuck with that?)

[01:49.03] I done wrote shit that was so sharp

[01:50.89] I could slit my own fucking throat with it

[01:52.75] So rich, I got more chips than my shoulders

[01:54.34] And I'm about as approachable as a roach is (Roach is)

[01:56.75] Yeah, so better steer clear from him

[01:58.88] And here comes a nuclear bomb for your eardrums

[02:00.73] Lyricism at its most fearsome and fierce

[02:02.06] We're on another tier like a tear duct's upper echelon (Yeah)

[02:04.98] Your career sucked (Meaning what?), it was sheer luck (Like what?)

[02:07.11] Like a fuckin' leprechaun with his beard cut

[02:09.23] (You're the) Punisher, weapon drawn with a beer gut (Haha)

[02:11.09] You're slower than a Decepticon with its gear stuck

[02:12.95] (And I what?) I serial kill, and you're Kellogg's (What?)

[02:15.87] I love checks and I hate tricks

[02:17.47] And you're a fake bitch (Bitch)

[02:18.53] I could spot you like you 'bout to weight lift (Yeah)

[02:20.39] Bitch, I'm badder than cake mix

[02:21.98] (But I) Can't be whipped with egg beaters (Nah)

[02:23.58] You cunts must be out of your labias

[02:25.17] And God's my alias, so if I don't have faith in me

[02:27.30] Then it basically makes me an atheist (Woo!)

[02:29.42] Nate Diaz got the world by the tracheas

[02:31.81] In a chokehold and a sleeper (*Snores*)

[02:33.94] Yeah, and me and Dre are like dog hair (Woof)

[02:35.80] We're both in our lab coats like retrievers (Grrr)

[02:37.66] But like a Doberman, I'm a whole different breed of (What?)

[02:39.78] Animal mutt mixed with a overachiever (Yeah)

[02:41.64] Oh, you're the king of rap? You're 'bout to be overthrown

[02:43.50] Like a pass over the head of an open receiver

[02:45.89] This shit could end up comin' to blows like a wiener (Haha)

[02:47.75] But I ain't finished puttin' these hoes through the wringer (Nah)

[02:49.87] Like clothes in between the two rollers, and– wait, no

[02:52.00] What I mean is flows interwoven, I treat 'em like thread (Why?)

[02:54.39] That's how I wound up sewin' Machine up

[02:55.98] So, fucks, if you don't give up me the

[02:58.11] Time to ride or die, 'cause you're either both or you're neither (Yeah, yeah)

[03:00.23] Throw a middle finger up if you're rollin', but, me, I'm gonna— (Yeah, yeah)

[03:02.09] Ride 'til I die

[03:03.42] Give a fuck if you bitches die

[03:05.55] Put a motherfucking hole in your face

[03:07.67] Back up, bitch, don't even try

[03:09.53] I am that motherfucker, been the coldest

[03:12.45] Why you on that? No one know us

[03:14.31] Overdosed on what dope is

[03:16.44] Hip-hop shit sell better than the coke did