world class since wreckin cru cause my resume say wreckin crews cut all my records like the best to do it destined to dress for the music so i could step to it yeah no one does it better as i step to her lex lugers through your smoke and mirrors i appear miraculous emotions clear my devotion matters i clap rappers like awards show writers what s the doors of your viper to the thoughts of a chrysler opportunity knocked on the window of my limo and offendin me tryna give advice how i could get on nigga you couldn t picture the soundscapes i spit on i ll do it for you aluminum foil for sitcoms uh have rap wrapped like reynolds for rentals and continentals on centinela posted like a sentinel with seven yellers kiss ladera on my way to work skipped church twisted up the earth in a new shirt yeah dre day dre day dre day uh and did i mention chronic was sick went through bubonics if you through with knowledge no comment the lakers beat the supersonics straight ebonics if you want to call it alcoholic found my wallet next thing you know i m found on slauson talking all them prices down before i take a shot of sunset we couldn t crush we wasn t one yet if the ones wasn t huggin my block cuffin my knots i could pull out my chariot stop and just ride uh for all the bitches and the hoes and tricks yeah we brought it back so you don t forget uh dre day2