DR. DRE

DR. DRE - Guilty Conscience lyrics

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Meet Eddie, twenty-three years old

Fed up with life and the way things are going

He decides to rob a liquor store

But on his way in he has a sudden change of heart

And suddenly his conscience comes into play

Alright, stop

Now before you walk in the door of this liquor store

And try to get money out the drawer

You better think of the consequence

(But who are you?)

I'm your motherfuckin' conscience

That's nonsense

Go in and gaffle the money and run to one of your aunt's cribs

And borrow a damn dress and one of her blond wigs

Tell her you need a place to stay

You'll be safe for days if you shave your legs with an aged razor blade

Yeah, but if it all goes through like it's supposed to

The whole neighborhood knows you and they'll expose you

Think about it before you walk in the door first

Look at the store clerk, she's older than George Burns

Fuck that, do that shit, shoot that bitch

Can you afford to blow this shit, are you that rich?

Why you give a fuck if she dies, are you that bitch?

Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have kids?

Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it

Not over this shit, drop the biscuit

Don't even listen to Slim yo, he's bad for you

You know what, Dre? I don't like your attitude

Meet Stan, twenty-one years old

After meeting a young girl at a rave party

Things start getting hot and heavy in an upstairs bedroom

Once again his conscience comes into play

Now listen to me, while you're kissin' her cheek

And smearin' her lipstick, I slipped this in her drink

Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch's earlobe

Yo, this girl's only fifteen years old

You shouldn't take advantage of her, that's not fair

Yo, look at her bush, does it got hair?

Fuck this bitch right here on the spot bare

Till she passes out and she forgot how she got there

Man, ain't you ever seen that one movie, Kids?

No, but I seen the porno with Sun Doobiest

Shit, you wanna get hauled off to jail?

Man fuck that, hit that shit raw dawg and bail

Meet Grady, a twenty-nine year old construction worker

After coming home from a hard day's work

He walks in the door of his trailer park home

To find his wife in bed with another man

Alright, calm down, relax, start breathin'

Fuck that shit, you just caught this bitch cheatin'

While you at work she's with some dude tryin' to get off?

Fuck slittin' her throat, cut this bitch's head off

Wait, what if there's an explanation for this shit?

What, she tripped, fell, landed on his dick?

Alright, Shady, maybe he's right Grady

But think about the baby before you get all crazy

Okay, thought about it, still wanna stab her?

Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her

That's what I did, be smart, don't be a retard

You gonna take advice from somebody who slapped Dee Barnes?

What'chu say?

What's wrong, didn't think I'd remember?

I'ma kill you motherfucker

Uh ah, temper, temper

Mr. Dre?

Mr. N.W.A.?

Mr. AK

Comin' straight outta Compton y'all better make way

How in the fuck you gonna tell this man not to be violent?

'Cause he don't need to go the same route that I went

Been there, done that, oh, fuck it, what am I sayin'?

Shoot 'em both Grady, where's your gun at?

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