Doctor's Advocate (Album Version (Explicit)) Lyrics

Doctor's Advocate (Album Version (Explicit)) - The Game

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[Intro: Game & Busta Rhymes]

(Day after day, feel like I...)

G: Yo Bus, I think I got it..the answer to all my problems

B: Fuck you talkin' about nigga? Wha-whats that?

G: Belvedere and Banana Snapple

B: Look, get your fuckin' ass up nigga

You over here trippin' on yourself nigga

Get in the fuckin' car man, we gotta bounce man

G: I'm a man...and most of these niggas, they don't know how to be a man. I got a son...

B: What the fuck you talkin' about nigga?

Come on nigga, lets take yo' ass to the crib man, you tired nigga

And put the drink down nigga. We gotta go nigga

G: One more shot

[Chorus: Shorty of Da Lench Mob]

I didn't mean to walk away

But I hear every word they say

I guess my mind just drew a blank, like la-la-la

Now I'm sittin' in this god damned cage

Rreminiscin' about my day with your blood all over my slate

As the devil sings la-la-la

[Verse 1: Game]

Dre, I ain't mean to turn my back on you

But I'm a man, and sometimes a man, do what he gotta do

Remember, I'm from Compton too

I saw you and Eazy in 'em, so I started wearin' Khaki suits

I was 12 smokin' chronic, in '92

I had a choice, be like Mike, or be like you

I made a choice, now its be Crip or be Piru

Whatever I was, I was bangin' Gin & Juice

Never knew back then, I'd be friends with Snoop

Now I gotta keep it gangsta, 'cause its in my roots

So I owe you my life, when I betrayed you

I tried to think of what the fuck, Eminem might do

If every nigga hated him, for the Black Bitch track

And niggas stopped bumpin' Dre after Dee Barnes got slapped

When Doc say its a wrap, its a wrap

Its still Aftermath, and ain't nothing after that

[Chorus: Shorty of Da Lench Mob]

I didn't mean to walk away

But I hear every word they say

I guess my mind just drew a blank, like la-la-la

Now I'm sittin' in this god damned cage

Rreminiscin' about my day with your blood all over my slate

As the devil sings la-la-la

[Verse 2: Game]

I never said Thank You, and I took for granted

You let me in your house, and made me a part of your family

Now I'm eatin' with you, Eve, and Busta Rhymes

I wasn't starstruck, I was just glad to be signed

And even though sometimes I run loose

You still my homeboy Doc, I'd take a bullet for you

I'm not askin' you to take my side in the beef

But you told me it was okay to say Fuck The Police

Now its my turn to carry the torch

And I still got the chain that you wore on the cover of The Source

Remember when we got drunk, to do Start From Scratch?

I told you, you was like a father to me I meant that

Sittin' here lookin' at my platinum plaques

Thinkin' what the fuck am I without a Doctor Dre track

When Doc say its a wrap, its a wrap

Its still Aftermath, and ain't nothin' after that

[Chorus: Shorty of Da Lench Mob]

I didn't mean to walk away

But I hear every word they say

I guess my mind just drew a blank, like la-la-la

Now I'm sittin' in this god damned cage

Rreminiscin' about my day with your blood all over my slate

As the devil sings la-la-la

[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]

See when the world is on your shoulder and the stress grows bigger

The fire in 'em, made it difficult to talk to the nigga

Most of the time I let 'em know, I don't agree with what he do

But he a hardhead Dre, that's why I'm talkin' to you

See, when I first met my nigga, son was layin' in the cut

Type reserved, homie was quite and kept his mouth shut

Until you told him to spit for me, he flippin' from the gut

I dug his spirit, and I thought the dude was talented as fuck

As time went on, now he was workin' with the finest

I saw the pressure started to build, so I gave additional guidance

You gave him something that can make or break a nigga, you should face it

So big, I don't even think he was ready to embrace it

With the potential to be a strong nigga with conviction

The only problem was our little nigga wouldn't listen

But when Doc say its a wrap, it's a wrap

Its still Aftermath and ain't nothing after that

[Chorus: Shorty of Da Lench Mob]

I didn't mean to walk away

But I hear every word they say

I guess my mind just drew a blank, like la-la-la

Now I'm sittin' in this god damned cage

Rreminiscin' about my day with your blood all over my slate

As the devil sings la-la-la

[Outro: Game & Busta Rhymes]

B: Aiyo, Game! Aiyo Game! Wake up, nigga!

G: I'm up man, I'm up

B: We at your crib, nigga, get the fuck out the car nigga, get up, man!

G: This ain't my house... my house is.. is green..

B: The fuck you talk- look, come on, nigga, let's go man

Let me walk you up to the.. come on...

B: Nigga where the keys at, nigga we need to open your door nigga!

G: I got love for you, Bus', you my nigga

B: Nigga get in the fuckin' bed nigga, go to sleep nigga You tired nigga and don't fucking drink like that no more, man

You fuckin' look like Ned the Wino, you drunk motherfucker

G: Just goin' to the studio

B: Go to sleep, nigga