@@danielbylund8937 Funny. I was literally going to mention "artists" like Drake, Lil Wayne, Nicki Minaj and Tyga 😄. Last of the ones I mentioned even dared to make a song with music from Dr.Dre's and Snoop Dogg's "187 on the Undercover Cop" and on the contrary with the title, this song is not "Dope" 😉. Edit: If I remember correctly, 2pac was even writing poems. These days they mostly rap about weed, drugs and alcohol and how much money they have. And of course, everything rhymes with the N-word 😒.
"It's Still Dre day fool, Slay slay fool Though I've grown a lot, can't keep it Camelot Cause when i frequent the villages that I'm known to rock You hear the bass from the horse when I make him trot Wenches they pay homage, but jesters say Dre fell off How peasant my last siege was Troy (Hail Greece) They wanna know if he still got it They say Jousting hath changed They wanna know How I feel about it (Hast thou heard not the tales) Sir Dre is the name With thoust blood on my blade So, run through the leaves I'll cut you off at the knees, still not loving the king Still smith my chainmail with a cuff in the link Still got love for the kingdom, reppin' Athens (For life) Still the iron clang, catapults go bang Since I left ain't too much changed, still"
@@zbbzbb4761 i hope this is a san andreas referrence and you not rude to me muthafucka :( i know this isn't that song, but this was the first thing to popped to my mind
"I'm representing for them Norsemen all across the world Still invading them lands in them longships, girl Still worshipping Thor, the God of Thunder And I still got a love for plunder It's the V.I.K.I.N.G."
Still doin my thang, still ridin hard Still not loving the Templar Guard Still riding my trusty stallion Still wearin gold plated armour Flexing around my neck is my medallion
Yeah Peasant I’m still farming with you Stream waters run deep Still Geoffrey and R-O-land, 1066 peasant Guess who’s backeth Still running that mill huh Roland (oh ye please do visit) It’s still Roland day peasant, pitchfork peasant I’ve not grown a lot, no vegetables on my plot No meat for the pot, so the hunger won’t stop You hear the lute from the halls, and my heads destined for the executioners block Maidens pay homage, but pagans say Roland fell off How peasant ? My last fable was the stable (peasant) They want to know he still possess it They say farms changed They want to know how I respond to this (If you are not up to task) R-O lands the name I’m ahead of the grain Still raking the leafs Still got dirt on my feet, still not loving the reek Still rock my tunic with hose that are creased Still loving the cobbles on the street, presenting the mead (for life) Still the flutes whistle, still gathering thistle Since I left nothing much has changed, still I’m representing for them Christians all across the world Still hitting them trails in my gee gees girl (Still taking my time to perfect the wheat And I still got a taste for the meat, it’s the W H E A T I’m representing for them Christians all across the world Still hitting them trails in my gee gees girl (Still taking my time to perfect the wheat And I still got a taste for the meat, it’s the W H E A T Since the last time you heard from me I lost some friends Well, hell, the mead we be sippin on again Sold my ear for some meat, still can't read Still got no harvest to reap Still, can't take this summer heat And even when I am close to defeat, I hate my stinky feet My life's like a horseback and I fell off the seat Treat taverns like great halls and I drink until I sleep Wake up to the cockerel, to grow the wheat work so hard it feels like theres are fire beneath your feet It's not a flute, it's been played, It's just a vegetable root I put out the torch and dropped it setting fire to my shoe I'm still thinking about it, and what even is mathematics In the home lullabies and chicken filled pies Swap meats, and sticky green rotten cabbage Kill deer and get the skin, W-H-E-A-T I’m representing for them Christians all across the world Still hitting them trails in my gee gees girl (Still taking my time to perfect the wheat And I still got a taste for the meat, it’s the W H E A T I’m representing for them Christians all across the world Still hitting them trails in my gee gees girl (Still taking my time to perfect the wheat And I still got a taste for the meat, it’s the W H E A T I’m representing for them Christians all across the world Still hitting them trails in my gee gees girl (Still taking my time to perfect the wheat And I still got a taste for the meat, it’s the W H E A T It isn’t nothing but some horse shit Another carriage for you to ride with Whether you’re watching a flying witch Laying back on the straw, i'm still so poor I’m representing for them peasants all across the world Still ( hitting them trails on my gee gees girl I’ll snap it’s neck and put the chicken on your lap Peasants try to be the king but the Roland is back ( so if you don’t understand things) Roland be thy name still chasing after game Still got hungers in my tummy Still looking for that honey Still not possessed, and love to see young peasant’s get money Spend time with thy book Although I cannot read So I just keep drinking the mead Ploughing the farm, working so hard Parsnips every day, eating fancy plants Still eating carrots regardless I’m representing them peasants all around the world Still hitting them trails on my gee gees girl (Still taking my time to perfect the wheat And I still got a taste for the meat, it’s the W H E A T) I’m representing them peasants all around the world Still hitting them trails on my gee gees girl (Still taking my time to perfect the wheat And I still got a taste for the meat, it’s the W H E A T) Right back up in ya horses arse, dusk till dawn but no pennies I can’t even add this up, R-O land returns to things So hungry you eat your dog, much stress, no seeds, no stems, just sticks, Just food that’s spoiled and real icky icky, oh wee I wish I Had a pear, oh you’re a jester Ronald .
The Pub Quiz then u need to be a ghostwriter cuz damn that “sounded” sick 🔥 I need someone to rap it I need to hear it and u say u can do better?! U need to do music
I'm representing for them peasants all across the world Still hitting them bastions in them wagons, girl (Still taking my time to perfect the lyre And I still got love for the Shire, it's the C-Of-E)
I represent for them knights all across the world Still beating the dragons with my sword Still taking my time to serve the queen And still haven't do any sin It's the S-I-R
'Representing for tha peasants all across the world... Still! Hittin' tha corners in tha stables girl... Still! Takin' my time to perfect my lute... and I still walk the cobblestone streets! Thou doth know it's tha D.R.E."
Lyrics: Yeah nigga i'm still fucking with ya still wat'rs runneth deep still snoop dogg and d-r-e, '99 nigga guesseth who is't's backeth still doing yond the horror i understand you not dre? (oh f'r sho', checketh me out) t's still dre day nigga, ak nigga though i've grown a lot, can't keepeth t home a lot 'cause at which hour i frequent the spots yond i'm known to rocketh thee heareth the bass from the truck at which hour i'm on the block ladies those gents payeth homage, but coxcomb'rs sayeth dre hath fallen off how nigga? mine own lasteth album wast the chronic (nigga) those gents wanteth to knoweth if 't be true that gent still did get t those gents sayeth rap's hath changed those gents wanna knoweth how i feeleth about t (if thee ain't up on thangs) dr. Dre is the nameth i'm ahead of mine own game still puffing mine own leafs still alas with the beats, still not loving police still rocketh mine own khakis with a cuff and a crease still did get loveth f'r the streets, reppin' 213 (f'r life) still the beats bangeth, still doing mine own thang since i hath left ain't too much hath changed, still i'm representing f'r those folk gangstas all across the w'rld still hitting those folk c'rn'rs in those folk lo-lo's, wench (still taking mine own timeth to p'rfect the did beat and i still did get loveth f'r the streets, t's the d-r-e) i'm representing f'r those folk gangstas all across the w'rld still hitting those folk c'rn'rs in those folk lo-lo's, wench (still taking mine own timeth to p'rfect the did beat and i still did get loveth f'r the streets, t's the d-r-e) since the lasteth timeth thee hath heard from me i hath lost some cater-cousins well, hell, me and snoop, we dippin' again hath kept mine own ear to the streets, sign'd eminem that gent's triple platinum, doing 50 a week still, i stayeth closeth to the heateth and coequal at which hour i wast closeth to defeat, i did rise to mine own feet mine own life's liketh a soundtrack i wroteth to the did beat treateth rap liketh cali weed, i smoketh 'til i catch but a wink waketh up in the a. M. , composeth a did beat i bringeth the fireth til thou art soaking in thy seat t's not a fluke, t's been hath tried, i'm the sooth since turneth out the lights from the w'rld class wreckin cru i'm still at t, aft'r-mathematics in the home of drive-bys and ak-matics swap meets, sticky green, and lacking valor traffic i dip through then i receiveth skin, d-r-e i'm representing f'r those folk gangstas all across the w'rld still hitting those folk c'rn'rs in those folk lo-lo's, wench (still taking mine own timeth to p'rfect the did beat and i still did get loveth f'r the streets, t's the d-r-e) i'm representing f'r those folk gangstas all across the w'rld still hitting those folk c'rn'rs in those folk lo-lo's, wench (still taking mine own timeth to p'rfect the did beat and i still did get loveth f'r the streets, t's the d-r-e) i'm representing f'r those folk gangstas all across the w'rld still hitting those folk c'rn'rs in those folk lo-lo's, wench (still taking mine own timeth to p'rfect the did beat and i still did get loveth f'r the streets, t's the d-r-e) t ain't nothing but m're hot the horror anoth'r classic cd f'r y'all to vibe with wheth'r thou art cooling on the c'rn'r with thy flyeth wench did lay backeth in the shack, playeth this track i'm representing f'r the gangstas all across the w'rld still (hitting those folk c'rn'rs on the lo-lo's wench) i'll breaketh thy neck, alas near putteth thy visage in thy lap niggas tryeth to beest the king but the ace is backeth (so if 't be true thee ain't up on thangs) dr. Dre beest the nameth still running the game still, did get t wrapp'd liketh a mummy still ain't tripping, loveth to seeth young blacks receiveth wage spendeth timeth out the hood, taketh those gents moms out the hood hitteth mine own boys off with jobs, nay m're living hard barbeques ev'ry day, driving plaited cars still gon' receiveth mineth regardless i'm representing f'r those folk gangstas all across the w'rld still hitting those folk c'rn'rs in those folk lo-lo's, wench (still taking mine own timeth to p'rfect the did beat and i still did get loveth f'r the streets, t's the d-r-e) i'm representing f'r those folk gangstas all across the w'rld still hitting those folk c'rn'rs in those folk lo-lo's, wench (still taking mine own timeth to p'rfect the did beat and i still did get loveth f'r the streets, t's the d-r-e) right backeth up in ya mothafuckin' rampallian, 9-5 plus four pennies! addeth yond the horror up, d-r-e right backeth up on top of thangs smoketh some with thy dog, nay stress, nay seeds, nay stems, nay sticks! some of yond real sticky icky icky, ooh wee! putteth t in the air, oh, thee's a blinking idiot dr
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Plague Doctor Dre feat. Snoop Hound
I like the sound of that 😂
Boo ya! 400th like. Enjoyed that rollover lol
Lyrics by Gaius Z
HAHAHAHAHAH
More like snoop houndd
“Representing for them peasants all across the world” 👨🏻🌾👩🏻🌾🐖🐄
it's the PEA-SAN-TRY
You're repping pheasants?
You got them birds on tap
Glyn Keegan autocorrect lol
@@Fishing_With_Ivan Yea I saw that. Shit man.
I hate autocorrect.
Still hitting them corners with my new horse girl!
When you enter village on horse with short legs
I think it is for saracens on camels!
mongolian horse
@@dacho707 Camel is better lowrider. It can lower itself on his knees ;)
Zygard I think you mean Shrek. 🤣🤣🤣.
This took me a while, but it was completely worth it
Physician Dre, with beats that drop hard like a bloodletting.
haha dud!
nailed it :D
bars
Scott Storch beat though
@@labaca396 What would Scott's name be in medieval times.
for some reason hip hop is just perfect for bardcore
swagger is as old as time itself
Because a lot of rappers like to cast vicious mockery on each other
Because Rap and Hip Hop is a modern day poetry 😉.
@@Zireael_1251 maybe in some cases pre 1995, but today's xanax junkie rappers are pure aids
@@danielbylund8937 Funny. I was literally going to mention "artists" like Drake, Lil Wayne, Nicki Minaj and Tyga 😄. Last of the ones I mentioned even dared to make a song with music from Dr.Dre's and Snoop Dogg's "187 on the Undercover Cop" and on the contrary with the title, this song is not "Dope" 😉. Edit: If I remember correctly, 2pac was even writing poems. These days they mostly rap about weed, drugs and alcohol and how much money they have. And of course, everything rhymes with the N-word 😒.
Dr. Dre 1001
Dead.
Lmfaooooooooo
😂
😂💯
Lol
I hath retained my love for the streets, it's the B-E-E-D-L-E.
its the bee double ee dee ell ee
god im so high right now
IM STILL DRE COMMONFOLK!
The streets shall be yours, sir
@@therealslimshady3662 chur
chur
"It's Still Dre day fool, Slay slay fool
Though I've grown a lot, can't keep it Camelot
Cause when i frequent the villages that I'm known to rock
You hear the bass from the horse when I make him trot
Wenches they pay homage, but jesters say Dre fell off
How peasant my last siege was Troy (Hail Greece)
They wanna know if he still got it
They say Jousting hath changed
They wanna know How I feel about it
(Hast thou heard not the tales)
Sir Dre is the name
With thoust blood on my blade
So, run through the leaves
I'll cut you off at the knees, still not loving the king
Still smith my chainmail with a cuff in the link
Still got love for the kingdom, reppin' Athens (For life)
Still the iron clang, catapults go bang
Since I left ain't too much changed, still"
👏👏👏 very good!
You win the weekend companion
Keep going please
Whoever you are, wherever you are, you are a master.
You are the legend
Alas, I am waiting for Beedle to compose "The Next Episodic installment" by Physician Dre
Good things will come to those who waiteth
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👌🏻
Still not loving the king.
Χαχαχαχαχ
Fo sho
Its the D-R-E
French people today
"still not loving the townsguards, its the PEA-SAN-TRY"
when you finally taught your horse to jump on command
Prancing down the trail in a three leg motion.
It's your 420th Like Boi 😎😎😎
🤣
I’m representing for them garrisons all across the land...
still hittin up those pubs and taverns man...
taking my time to perfect the lute...
and i still got love for the kings
And I steal all the spice from the East, it’s the DRE
FINALLY some music I can use in my DND campaign that takes place in Medieval LA.
Hhahhah
Loool
Ok i'm stealing that concept
wow
Did you mean *Compton*
cruisin down the road with my sweet horse
You picked the wrong song fool
@@zbbzbb4761 i hope this is a san andreas referrence and you not rude to me muthafucka :( i know this isn't that song, but this was the first thing to popped to my mind
@@krisztianfarkas3536 oh lol
Yes it is a san andreas reference
"Galavanting down the road upon my fine steed"
الياس why does your name make my typing weird
god i never will get tired of modern art like this.
The reimagining of the lyrics are just as important
medieval*
Coming back alive from the crusade with your crew
🤣
🤣
Still
I just slayed a dragon
“Guessth Whosth Back”
~Lord Dr. Dre
Close ur eyes.
Imagine this being played in a kings palace in medieval times.
Can u see the king jump outta his throne and do the crip walk
Wake up in the AM, compose my orchestra
You mean, *Wake up in the AM, compose my Po-am (Poem)*
GOLD !!!
🗡 You gold 🥇
lmao Adam your videos are so good!
savage 🔥
Dude check out my version of this song.. haha so funny😂😂
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this aint reddit my guy
"hired the shady slim, hes feeding horses 7 days a week"
everyone gangsta until King Arthur stars C-Walking
the eff... hahaha
so arthur is cuhh rippp
They say poetry’s changed, they want to know how I feel about it
"I'm representing for them Norsemen all across the world
Still invading them lands in them longships, girl
Still worshipping Thor, the God of Thunder
And I still got a love for plunder
It's the V.I.K.I.N.G."
This, my friend. Is Art.
Amen.
Still doin my thang, still ridin hard
Still not loving the Templar Guard
Still riding my trusty stallion
Still wearin gold plated armour
Flexing around my neck is my medallion
I remember back in 1001 when the bards Physician Dre and Squire Dogg dropped this in the tavern.
Straight outta Camelot
I'm representing for the moors all across the world...
And I'm still not loving the Knights. Still D.R. E
Pretty good
Still
hittin them turrets with them arrows
wench
When you do a drive-by on a French guy from your horse with a crossbow
And then he took a arrow to the knee...
🤣🤣🤣🤣
Ride-by
Time traveller: * successfully prevents the Library of Alexandria from being burned to ashes *
The new timeline:
A PROPER FEAST HALL DANCE SONG
They said that middle ages changed, they wanna know how I feel about it!
Wow if I searched for this song yesterday, I wouldn't find it
Everybody got their goblets but they ain't chipped in.
And thy type excrement occurs all thy time. Thou hast to get yours before I hast to get mines
Wake up in the AM, compose a piece
when you roll into the kingdom with a new wagon with low wheels
I bet they played this at medieval times and now dr.dre is doing the modern version
Yeah Peasant
I’m still farming with you
Stream waters run deep
Still Geoffrey and R-O-land, 1066 peasant
Guess who’s backeth
Still running that mill huh Roland
(oh ye please do visit)
It’s still Roland day peasant, pitchfork peasant
I’ve not grown a lot, no vegetables on my plot
No meat for the pot, so the hunger won’t stop
You hear the lute from the halls, and my heads destined for the executioners block
Maidens pay homage, but pagans say Roland fell off
How peasant ? My last fable was the stable (peasant)
They want to know he still possess it
They say farms changed
They want to know how I respond to this
(If you are not up to task)
R-O lands the name
I’m ahead of the grain
Still raking the leafs
Still got dirt on my feet, still not loving the reek
Still rock my tunic with hose that are creased
Still loving the cobbles on the street, presenting the mead (for life)
Still the flutes whistle, still gathering thistle
Since I left nothing much has changed, still
I’m representing for them Christians all across the world
Still hitting them trails in my gee gees girl
(Still taking my time to perfect the wheat
And I still got a taste for the meat, it’s the W H E A T
I’m representing for them Christians all across the world
Still hitting them trails in my gee gees girl
(Still taking my time to perfect the wheat
And I still got a taste for the meat, it’s the W H E A T
Since the last time you heard from me I lost some friends
Well, hell, the mead we be sippin on again
Sold my ear for some meat, still can't read
Still got no harvest to reap
Still, can't take this summer heat
And even when I am close to defeat, I hate my stinky feet
My life's like a horseback and I fell off the seat
Treat taverns like great halls and I drink until I sleep
Wake up to the cockerel, to grow the wheat
work so hard it feels like theres are fire beneath your feet
It's not a flute, it's been played, It's just a vegetable root
I put out the torch and dropped it setting fire to my shoe
I'm still thinking about it, and what even is mathematics
In the home lullabies and chicken filled pies
Swap meats, and sticky green rotten cabbage
Kill deer and get the skin, W-H-E-A-T
I’m representing for them Christians all across the world
Still hitting them trails in my gee gees girl
(Still taking my time to perfect the wheat
And I still got a taste for the meat, it’s the W H E A T
I’m representing for them Christians all across the world
Still hitting them trails in my gee gees girl
(Still taking my time to perfect the wheat
And I still got a taste for the meat, it’s the W H E A T
I’m representing for them Christians all across the world
Still hitting them trails in my gee gees girl
(Still taking my time to perfect the wheat
And I still got a taste for the meat, it’s the W H E A T
It isn’t nothing but some horse shit
Another carriage for you to ride with
Whether you’re watching a flying witch
Laying back on the straw, i'm still so poor
I’m representing for them peasants all across the world
Still ( hitting them trails on my gee gees girl
I’ll snap it’s neck and put the chicken on your lap
Peasants try to be the king but the Roland is back ( so if you don’t understand things)
Roland be thy name still chasing after game
Still got hungers in my tummy
Still looking for that honey
Still not possessed, and love to see young peasant’s get money
Spend time with thy book
Although I cannot read
So I just keep drinking the mead
Ploughing the farm, working so hard
Parsnips every day, eating fancy plants
Still eating carrots regardless
I’m representing them peasants all around the world
Still hitting them trails on my gee gees girl
(Still taking my time to perfect the wheat
And I still got a taste for the meat, it’s the W H E A T)
I’m representing them peasants all around the world
Still hitting them trails on my gee gees girl
(Still taking my time to perfect the wheat
And I still got a taste for the meat, it’s the W H E A T)
Right back up in ya horses arse, dusk till dawn but no pennies
I can’t even add this up, R-O land returns to things
So hungry you eat your dog, much stress, no seeds, no stems, just sticks,
Just food that’s spoiled and real icky icky, oh wee
I wish I Had a pear, oh you’re a jester Ronald
.
noiceee
Man please record this
what ! bro u need to record that thats sick
The Pub Quiz then u need to be a ghostwriter cuz damn that “sounded” sick 🔥 I need someone to rap it I need to hear it and u say u can do better?! U need to do music
Yeah imagine doing horse-by's with the bow and arrows in the neighbouring village "Curse be unto thy women"
🤣
Disregard thy wenches and acquire gold, brave sir knight!
imagine a medieval king blasting this song after winning a battle
“If you wanna go, for horseriding with me…”
POV: You just came across these medieval versions of song, and you're just loving what you hear
When Lord Farquaad pulls up with his goons!😂😂😂
They want to know if he still got it
They say bardcore's changed
They wanna know how I feel about it
If thou ne knowest what beeth new
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“Thy”
When the plague is gone and you still here..
"Those encrusted, furnishings? Thou can have them back. There shan't be a thing beyond that."
I can feel the historical value in this song
Only the 1000 kids still remember this!
I'm representing for them peasants all across the world
Still hitting them bastions in them wagons, girl
(Still taking my time to perfect the lyre
And I still got love for the Shire, it's the C-Of-E)
LOL!
"Church of England"?
Whence the flute hiteth, thee looseth damned mind o' mine.
When HENRY VIII bops into the hall with 2 wenchs in his arms
Alchemist Andre and Curious Canine strike again representing the village folk!
Representing scoundrels from Albion to the Mongolian Empire
GTA Medieval: "Press F to hijack a Chariot."
Idk how this came onto my feed, but YES.
The bell gets me everytime 😂😂
S.T.I.L.L H.E.N.R.Y
Catherine Howard digested my sword in Henry’s marital bed to this sweet melody.
I represent for them knights all across the world
Still beating the dragons with my sword
Still taking my time to serve the queen
And still haven't do any sin
It's the S-I-R
Treat poems like Wessex ale: I drink until feeling the need to rest.
Next up: _"Till I collapse"_ ??
XD
While listening to the song, I felt like a Seljuk soldier trying to stop the Crusades.
Can’t wait for this to be recommended in the future ;)
And now we found out, that one of Dr.dre hobbies outside of music is archery.
Now that really explains a few things about his musical arrangements..
Still rock my armour with a sword and a sheath.
super! thank you!!! it's a very powerful track.
I'm representing for the Knights all across the world, Still Jousting on my stallion Girl !
I wanted to click on a video and was distracted for a second, turned to the right, when looking back on the screen I saw .... this. And I like it.
When you come back from war with the head of the king enemy
How am I just discovering this?! 😂 👏🏾 👏🏾 👏🏾
'Representing for tha peasants all across the world... Still! Hittin' tha corners in tha stables girl... Still! Takin' my time to perfect my lute... and I still walk the cobblestone streets! Thou doth know it's tha D.R.E."
its the PEA-SAN-TRY
If you could travel back in time with this shit, you would be playing in the courts of emperors.
got goosebumps from this medieval shit its AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!
A therapeutic auditory concoction by Dre the Physician, with the assistance of Snoop the Hound
Holy shit this is so well done
You deserve more views man this is awesome
When the Traitor walks in..
King: Guess who's back
Went straight into chill mode hearing it in this form!
A knight needn't worry about his horse trying to throw him our of his saddle.
It's just Mediaeval hydraulics.
Why is this being recommended to me so suddenly?
This is GOLD! Thanks be to the RUclips algorithms for blessing me with this great find.
This is insane...very creative
This is your best work yet!
Representing all of thoust squires trotting around the earth
Imagine dropping this in court.
Representing all the deceased Gs from the days of the Magna Carta.
"I represnteth all thy knights from 'round the table,
Giveth a ride with my horse from the stable"
Lyrics: Yeah nigga
i'm still fucking with ya
still wat'rs runneth deep
still snoop dogg and d-r-e, '99 nigga
guesseth who is't's backeth
still doing yond the horror i understand you not dre?
(oh f'r sho', checketh me out)
t's still dre day nigga, ak nigga
though i've grown a lot, can't keepeth t home a lot
'cause at which hour i frequent the spots yond i'm known to rocketh
thee heareth the bass from the truck at which hour i'm on the block
ladies those gents payeth homage, but coxcomb'rs sayeth dre hath fallen off
how nigga? mine own lasteth album wast the chronic (nigga)
those gents wanteth to knoweth if 't be true that gent still did get t
those gents sayeth rap's hath changed
those gents wanna knoweth how i feeleth about t
(if thee ain't up on thangs)
dr. Dre is the nameth
i'm ahead of mine own game
still puffing mine own leafs
still alas with the beats, still not loving police
still rocketh mine own khakis with a cuff and a crease
still did get loveth f'r the streets, reppin' 213 (f'r life)
still the beats bangeth, still doing mine own thang
since i hath left ain't too much hath changed, still
i'm representing f'r those folk gangstas all across the w'rld
still hitting those folk c'rn'rs in those folk lo-lo's, wench
(still taking mine own timeth to p'rfect the did beat
and i still did get loveth f'r the streets, t's the d-r-e)
i'm representing f'r those folk gangstas all across the w'rld
still hitting those folk c'rn'rs in those folk lo-lo's, wench
(still taking mine own timeth to p'rfect the did beat
and i still did get loveth f'r the streets, t's the d-r-e)
since the lasteth timeth thee hath heard from me i hath lost some cater-cousins
well, hell, me and snoop, we dippin' again
hath kept mine own ear to the streets, sign'd eminem
that gent's triple platinum, doing 50 a week
still, i stayeth closeth to the heateth
and coequal at which hour i wast closeth to defeat, i did rise to mine own feet
mine own life's liketh a soundtrack i wroteth to the did beat
treateth rap liketh cali weed, i smoketh 'til i catch but a wink
waketh up in the a. M. , composeth a did beat
i bringeth the fireth til thou art soaking in thy seat
t's not a fluke, t's been hath tried, i'm the sooth
since turneth out the lights from the w'rld class wreckin cru
i'm still at t, aft'r-mathematics
in the home of drive-bys and ak-matics
swap meets, sticky green, and lacking valor traffic
i dip through then i receiveth skin, d-r-e
i'm representing f'r those folk gangstas all across the w'rld
still hitting those folk c'rn'rs in those folk lo-lo's, wench
(still taking mine own timeth to p'rfect the did beat
and i still did get loveth f'r the streets, t's the d-r-e)
i'm representing f'r those folk gangstas all across the w'rld
still hitting those folk c'rn'rs in those folk lo-lo's, wench
(still taking mine own timeth to p'rfect the did beat
and i still did get loveth f'r the streets, t's the d-r-e)
i'm representing f'r those folk gangstas all across the w'rld
still hitting those folk c'rn'rs in those folk lo-lo's, wench
(still taking mine own timeth to p'rfect the did beat
and i still did get loveth f'r the streets, t's the d-r-e)
t ain't nothing but m're hot the horror
anoth'r classic cd f'r y'all to vibe with
wheth'r thou art cooling on the c'rn'r with thy flyeth wench
did lay backeth in the shack, playeth this track
i'm representing f'r the gangstas all across the w'rld
still (hitting those folk c'rn'rs on the lo-lo's wench)
i'll breaketh thy neck, alas near putteth thy visage in thy lap
niggas tryeth to beest the king but the ace is backeth (so if 't be true thee ain't up on thangs)
dr. Dre beest the nameth still running the game
still, did get t wrapp'd liketh a mummy
still ain't tripping, loveth to seeth young blacks receiveth wage
spendeth timeth out the hood, taketh those gents moms out the hood
hitteth mine own boys off with jobs, nay m're living hard
barbeques ev'ry day, driving plaited cars
still gon' receiveth mineth regardless
i'm representing f'r those folk gangstas all across the w'rld
still hitting those folk c'rn'rs in those folk lo-lo's, wench
(still taking mine own timeth to p'rfect the did beat
and i still did get loveth f'r the streets, t's the d-r-e)
i'm representing f'r those folk gangstas all across the w'rld
still hitting those folk c'rn'rs in those folk lo-lo's, wench
(still taking mine own timeth to p'rfect the did beat
and i still did get loveth f'r the streets, t's the d-r-e)
right backeth up in ya mothafuckin' rampallian, 9-5 plus four pennies!
addeth yond the horror up, d-r-e right backeth up on top of thangs
smoketh some with thy dog, nay stress, nay seeds, nay stems, nay sticks!
some of yond real sticky icky icky, ooh wee!
putteth t in the air, oh, thee's a blinking idiot dr
Thou be representing all ye bandits across thy kingdom.
Right version this time ;)
When you survive an attempted pogrom and you're still representing in the ghetto.
The perfect entrance for sir snoop thug the 3rd
legendary from Dre. Still listening this song. Still love his work. Great moment of hip - hop
When smoke from incense gets right in
Hear ye peasants, our horses thirst, also, where is the mythical magic herb we have indeed sojourned for?
absolute masterpiece!
Im representing for the bandits all across the kingdom.
This sounds actually awesome!
I hope Dr Dre hears this and pays you to let him use it for something.
That flute goes hard af🔥
This is the Gangestereth thing i ever heard of.