| High energy flowin' with the wisdom
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| Sense of a rich man, knowledge and the rhythm
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| This is what I’m using to come up with a style
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| So I’ll interact altogether better with the crowd
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| Nervous for a second then the record starts spinnin'
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| And I fall into the state of mind of what I’d just created
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| Pump it like the Dr. D into the R.E. |
| suckers ready to leap
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| Up on the tip when we made it
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| Creative so I’ll never be regarded as a regular
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| More than just a little bit better than my competitor
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| You should never underestimate the fashion
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| I hold for the stage whether I’m coolin' or thrashin''
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| Clockin' the concoction created by me
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| When read you read E = the D.O. |
| to the C
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| Knowledge and the talent that my mother had born to her
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| Equals an artist that won’t be worn, what is that Dre?
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| It’s the formula
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| It’s like a message that only I could understand
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| But those who want to comprehend will again
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| Be in the midst of the brother
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| Unlike another in any way
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| Cause Dre don’t play, say what the other say
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| Originality is a must whenever I bust
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| A funky composition, it’s crush and I trust that you
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| Know it when you hear a funky record with potential
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| Me gettin' hype cause Dre rockin' the instrumental
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| Nothing like what you’ve heard before and more, never less
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| See I don’t Fess, I mean I’m like fresh if not the freshest
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| When I’m expressin' my thoughts on
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| Vinyl, you can’t help but listen up and get caught on
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| Hooked because I cook when I pick up a pen
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| And begin, in the end it’s dope, that’s cause I want to win
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| Knowledge and the talent that my mother had born to her
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| Equals the DOC, what is it Dre?
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| Yo, man, that’s the formula
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| Keepin' it dope as long as I can like imagine
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| Makin' each record that I do better than the last one
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| Take a little time, choose the topic and drop it
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| Release it, the science of makin' dope beats with
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| Rhythmic American poetry
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| Shipped it to stations, now many people know of me
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| I’m the D. into the O. and the O. into the C. and the C. into the period
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| Suckers are fearin' this
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| When heard, the dope style calculated by the great wait
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| And take just a second to get caught up in my record
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| New but not a kid to be worn
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| If something gettin' torn up then I’m doin' the
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| Tearin', not bein' torn
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| Shapin' up to be one for the top vocalist lyricist
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| And when you hear of this
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| You shouldn’t choke on this
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| Knowledge and the talent makes it valid
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| For me to get it patented
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| Dre, tellin' what I’m rappin'
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| The formula
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| In effect and I’m smooth, that’s why I’m on the incline
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| Suckers frontin' for nothin' cause I’m goin' to get mine
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| It’s in the cards and I think I might have read this
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| So don’t lie and try to front like someone said this
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| Most who know thoughts served by the DOC see
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| That it’s a mission impossible, tryin' to rock me
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| For an arena who’d ask me to perform for her
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| G.O. and easily I flow and ya know usin' the formula |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Formula , by - D.O.C.. Song from the album No One Can Do It Better, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп