Dr. Dre Nationowl Lyrics

(All right, is everybody ready *YEAH!*)
(Alright now, here we go)

Nationowl divides this bomb to blow
Adios serials worldwide
Once inside ya ride, usin the mic like a screwdriver
to break down the speed
While labels were sound asleep, Nowl peeped and creeped
and stole the ground beneath they feet
Far from the bail, still makin my sales
Movin tapes like weight, we's hip-hop cartel
takin over, no doubt
Like thongs, they a__ out but win amounts with the Doctor
Dre, all day cash his cheques
Like Play, I hittin you in the head like strays (BUU-YU-KOW!)
Nationowl's defence covers my a__
and team o' outcast n____s who're quick to blast
Our beat's on hit, keep the peace on
MC's couldn't find my path (Where you at n____s?)

Chorus:

Pledge a legiance to my team
Let's scheme, n____, we gots ta get CREAM
Cos worldwide s___'s outta control
Why you can't get down with Nationowl
Young and old, my n____s who's on parole
Why you can't get down with Nationowl
b____es who own, my n____s whose heart is cold
Why you can't get down with Nationowl

Nationowl's anthem, got'cha soul on lock
still fully loaded, c___ed the handgun
Composed like the Phantom
while the face of earth gets ugly, we ever lovely
b____es who never duck me, "Nowl loved me"
In thinkin I must spend dough til I'm dizzy
a__holes around like a frisby
And for satisfaction chew an MC like Wrigley
History's about to be made, I met'cha in a way
tryin ya hardest to delay
My flight batterin, keep the world ringin like *?Sadaran?*
Pretenders wantin to be Cinder-rella
What? That shoe you tryin ta wears, not fittin
Now we're strippin n____s like a Chippendale
I'm rippin hell, burnin the devil and inhale

Chorus

In the last days, which side will you be on?
Nationowl's on the side that I beat on
I demand put me on
From the door I use MC's to wipe my feet on
My s___ be b__pin like in-grown hair
For twenty-six years trained in ghetto warfare
n____, I see more green than St. Patrick
Pro actors, game of life with no practice
Controllin c___s like I had a remote
It's a rule, now go enter ya tomb
No joke, much over I scold
It's some game for all who's tryin ta split ya coats
Best believe that these are our last years
Prepare or get done from the rear
As we move there, where? The final frontier
United we stand, divided we don't have a prayer

Chorus

Are you wit me East Coast?
Are you wit me West Coast?
Are you wit me?
Are you wit me?
Are you wit me West Coast?
Are you wit me East Coast?
Are you wit me?
Are you wit me?

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