Parental Discretion Iz Advised Lyrics - The D.o.c.

[Dr. Dre] 

One, two, three, kick it 

[The D.O.C.] 

Aiyyo Dre, what's goin on man? What's goin on? 

Ay what ch'all gonna do for this last record? 

Nah tell me what cha'all gonna do? 

Okay, you want me to do the intro? Aight! 

Parental discretion is advised for the moment 

While I'm getting candid, now understand it 

Ain't too typical in any way, though the pro 

on the mic is the D.O. to the C. this is an intro 

I know the DOC makes you want to take a valium 

So buy a bucket cause upcomin is my album 

And for the record, meanin my record, check it 

Listen to the single and you'll be like, yo, I gotta get it 

But in the meantime, listen to the rhyme 

of the Dr. Dre, played wit N.W.A. 

Yella's on the drum roll, rockin the beat 

Aiyyo Dre, where's you gonna take this shit man? 

[Dr. Dre] 

Aiyyo, let's take it to the street (WORD UP!) 

Let 'em understand perfection 

Let knowledge be the tool for suckers to stop guessin 

Cause I don't give a fuck about a radio play 

Observed the english I display 

Lyrics for the adults, children have been barred 

and scarred from listenin to somethin so motherfuckin HARD 

Dope, pumpin that's so my shit will never falter 

Yo it's Dre so fuck the "Mind of Minolta" 

Psycho, like no, other motherfucker 

So step to me wrong, G-O for what you N-O 

But be warned, never will I leave like a regular 

Cause I'm a little better than the regular competitor 

I use to see 'em on stage 

Earnin money like a thief, but without a guage 

Until I got full, of clockin the lame gettin pull 

(They said you wasn't gon' get paid) 

Nah that's bullshit! They like it stylistic 

And I enchant the crowd like I'm a mystic 

(C-C-C-C) C-C-C-cameras are flashin, when I'm in action 

A photo, or fresh with a flair for fashion 

Pure simplicity, see it's elementary 

You hear one of the hardest motherfuckers this century 

Try to comprise a word to the wise and the guys 

Parental discretion is advised 

[MC Ren] 

Ren is most extremely high performance 

The black hat cause I worn this, cause it's like enormous 

Some shit I don't take it, not even in a toliet 

And shit from a sucker, put in a pot and I'll boil it 

Turn up the pilot as it burns 

And maybe, the motherfuckers will learn 

I'm not a sub, cause I speak sensible 

Not considered a prince, cause I'm a principal 

I'm engineerin; the shit that you're hearin 

Cause when it comes to power, I'm power steerin 

Silly you say, I say you're silly when you say it 

Rushin to the eject, to put my shit in and play it 

It's like Apollo, but I'm not an amateur 

And I'm not givin a fuck, while I'm damagin ya 

It's for the record; so Ren's lyrics is gonna spin it 

And if there was a trophy involved, I'll win it 

Possession is mine and I'm the holder 

Cause a nigga like Ren don't give a fuck cause I'm older 

So for you to step off would be wise 

And say fuck it, parental discretion is advised 

[Ice Cube] 

I be what is known as a bandit 

You gotta hand it to me when you truly understand it 

Cause if you fail to see, read it in braile 

It'll still be funky -- so what's next is the flex 

of a genius, my rapid-stutter-steppin if you seen this 

dope, you hope that I don't really mean this 

But if played, made the grade or high-top fade 

It's not my trademark when I get loose in the dark 

You guess it was a test of a different style 

It's just another motherfucker on the pile 

Drivin your ass with the flow of your tongue 

You hung yourself short, the after-knowledge was brung 

to your attention, by the hardest motherfuckin artist 

that is know for lynchin any sucker in a minute 

Stagger 'em all 

When I start flowin like Niagara Falls 

Ice Cube is equipped to rip shit in a battle 

Move like a snake when I'm mad; and then my tail rattle 

I get low on the flow so let your kids know 

When I bust, parental discretion is a must 

[Eazy-E] 

Little did they know, that I would be arrivin 

And it's surprisin, rockin it from where I been 

But it's the E here to take, no mistake to be made 

in the trade where funky ass records are bein played 

Fuck the regular, yo as I get better the 

bitches wanna trick and go stupid up on the dick 

So I get 'em hot, thinkin they're gonna get it 

As they sit, rubbin their legs like a cricket 

To you it may be funny, but 

there's no service of beef, without money 

So slip the C-note, and you can choke 

on a wing-ding-ding-a-ling down your throat 

Foreplay; to me ain't shit 

When you spread 'em I'm ready, then you can get the dick 

of the Eaze, if you can deal with the size 

But if you can't, parental discretion's advised! {*echoes*} 

{*bass guitar and piano solo for a minute*} 

[Unknown voice at the end after band breaks down] 

Shut the fuck up!!