(Hook)
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I didn't mean to walk away
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But I hear every word they say
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I guess my mind just drew a blank, like la-la-la
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Now I'm sitting in this god damned cage
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Reminiscing about my day, with your blood all over my slate as the devil sings la-la-la
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(Verse: Game)
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Dre, I ain't mean to turn my back on you
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But I'm a man, and sometimes a man do what he gotta do
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Remember, I'm from Compton too
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I saw you and Eazy in 'em, so I started wearin' khaki suits
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I was 12 smokin' chronic, in '92
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I had a choice be like Mike, or be like you
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I made a choice, now it¡¯s be Crip or be Piru
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Whatever I was, I was bangin' 'Gin & Juice'
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Never knew back then, I'd be friends with Snoop
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Now I gotta keep it gangsta, cause it¡¯s in my roots
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So I owe you my life, when I betrayed you
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I tried to think of what the fuck Eminem might do
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If every nigga hated him, for the 'Black Bitch' track
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And niggas stopped bumpin' Dre after Dee Barnes got slapped
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When Doc say it¡¯s a wrap it¡¯s a wrap
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It¡¯s still Aftermath, and ain't nothing after that
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(Hook)
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I didn't mean to walk away
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But I hear every word they say
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I guess my mind just drew a blank, like la-la-la
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Now I'm sitting in this god damned cage
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Reminiscing about my day, with your blood all over my slate as the devil sings la-la-la
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(Verse: Game)
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I never said 'Thank You', and I took for granted
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You let me in your house, and made me a part of your family
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Now I'm eatin' with you, Eve, and Busta Rhymes
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I wasn't starstruck, I was just glad to be signed
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And even though sometimes I run loose
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You still my homeboy Doc, I'd take a bullet for you
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I'm not askin' you to take my side in the beef
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But you told me it was okay to say "Fuck The Police"
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Now it¡¯s my turn to carry the torch
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And I still got the chain that you wore on the cover of The Source
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Remember when we got drunk, to do 'Start From Scratch'?
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I told you you was like a father to me, I meant that
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Sittin' here lookin' at my platinum plaques
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Thinkin' what the fuck am I without a Doctor Dre track
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When Doc say it¡¯s a wrap it¡¯s a wrap)
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It¡¯s still Aftermath
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And ain't nothing after that.
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(Hook)
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I didn't mean to walk away
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But I hear every word they say
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I guess my mind just drew a blank, like la-la-la
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Now I'm sitting in this god damned cage
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Reminiscing about my day, with your blood all over my slate as the devil sings la-la-la
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(Verse: Busta Rhymes)
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See when the world is on your shoulder and the stress grows bigger
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The fire in 'em, made it difficult to talk to the nigga
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Most of the time I let 'em know I dont agree wit' what he do
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But he a hardhead Dre thats why I'm talkin' to you
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See when I first met my nigga son was layin' in the cut
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Type reserve, homie was quite and kept his mouth shut
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Until you told him to spit for me, he flippin' from the gut
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I dug his spirit, and I thought the dude was talented as fuck
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As time went on, now he was workin' with the finest
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I saw the pressure started to build, so I gave 'em additional guidance
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You gave him something that can make or break a nigga you should face it
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So big, I don't even think he was ready to embrace it
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With the potential to be a strong nigga with conviction
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The only problem was our little nigga wouldn't listen
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But when Doc say its a wrap (its a wrap)
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It¡¯s still Aftermath
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And ain't nothing after that.
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(Hook)
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I didn't mean to walk away
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But I hear every word they say
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I guess my mind just drew a blank, like la-la-la
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Now I'm sitting in this god damned cage
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Reminiscing about my day, with your blood all over my slate as the devil sings la-la-la
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The Doctor's Advocate
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The Game |