How in the hell did Dre come up with these melodies?????!!!!! Marvin, The Sylvers, Fatback, Betty Wright, James Brown.....and I'm talking BEFORE the Chronic....Dre is a mad scientist for real.
I don't think Dre generally comes up with the melodies!!!.. Dre comes with the sample and and comes up with the drums/arrangement and mix. Additional melodies are from the sessions players he hires.
Im 25 and literally came across this song like a couple months ago and had it on repeat and ended learning the words and i even DM The D.O.C on instagram the first lyrics “High energy flowing with the wisdom” and i swear to god he responded back to me saying “AYYYE🔥 GOOD LOOKS FAM”. 😂 shit had me struck cause i told him how my big influence was NWA, Suge and the west coast and for him to respond back it felt like i talked to Eazy E or something.
High energy flowin' with the wisdom Sense of a rich man, knowledge and the rhythm This is what I'm usin' to come up with a style, so I'll Interact, altogether better with the crowd Nervous for a second and the record starts spinnin' And, I fall into the state of mind of what I've just created Pump it like the Dr., D and to the R-E Suckers ready to leap up on the tip when we made it
This was my My Boy DoC when i use too have that Super Duper Weed Hustlin doing my Thang getty Money ridin in my Acura Legend and Fuxin girls Girls man i Miss Them Good Old Days Bigg Up DOC.
High energy flowin' with the wisdom Sense of a rich man, knowledge and the rhythm This is what I'm using to come up with a style So I'll interact altogether better with the crowd Nervous for a second then the record starts spinnin' And I fall into the state of mind of what I'd just created Pump it like the Dr. D into the R.E. suckers ready to leap Up on the tip when we made it Creative so I'll never be regarded as a regular More than just a little bit better than my competitor You should never underestimate the fashion I hold for the stage whether I'm coolin' or thrashin' Clockin' the concoction created by me When read you read E equals the D.O. to the C. Knowledge and the talent that my mother had born to her Equals an artist that wont' be worn, what is that Dre? It's the formula It's like a message that only I could understand But those who want to comprehend will again Be in the midst of the brother unlike another in any way 'Cause Dre don't play, say what the other say Originality is a must whenever I bust A funky composition, it's crush and I trust that you Know it when you hear a funky record with potential Me gettin' hype 'cause Dre rockin' the instrumental Nothing like what you've heard before and more, never less See I don't Fess, I mean I'm like fresh if not the freshest When I'm expressin' my thoughts on Vinyl, you can't help but listen up and get caught on Hooked because I cook when I pick up a pen And begin, in the end it's dope, that's 'cause I want to win Knowledge and the talent that my mother had born to her Equals the DOC, what is it Dre? Yo, man, that's the formula Keepin' it dope as long as I can like imagine Makin' each record that I do better than the last one Take a little time, choose the topic and drop it Release it, the science of makin' dope beats with Rhythmic American poetry Shipped it to stations, now many people know of me I'm the D. into the O. and the O. into the C. and the C. into the period Suckers are fearing' this When heard, the dope style calculated by the great wait And take just a second to get caught up in my record New but not a kid to be worn If something' gettin' torn up then I'm doin' the tearin', not bein' torn Shapin up to be one for the top vocalist lyricist And when you hear of this You shouldn't choke on this Knowledge and the talent makes it valid For me to get it patented, Dre, tellin' what I'm rappin' The formula In effect and I'm smooth, that's why I'm on the incline Suckers frontin' for nothin' 'cause I'm goin' to get mine It's in the cards and I thank I might have read this So dont' lie and try to front like someone said this Most who know thoughts served by the DOC see That it's a mission impossible, tryin' to rock me For an arena who'd ask me to perform for her G.O. and easily I flow and ya know usin' the formula
Move up bout the way Put pain to you your brain drive you insane to your membrane My money my problem my motto my prada This is the product consistent astonished the way that they want it
He did make a comeback second album in like 91-92. Which I liked it but his vocal skills were diminished with his voice gone. So his debut album will forever be remembered as his greatest musical and lyrical achievement.
sorry to be so off topic but does anybody know a method to log back into an Instagram account? I stupidly forgot the password. I would appreciate any assistance you can give me.
@Elijah Terrence I really appreciate your reply. I got to the site thru google and im trying it out atm. Looks like it's gonna take a while so I will get back to you later when my account password hopefully is recovered.
The song base is entirely on inner city blues take it out you'd be left with the drums the record scratches and the trumpet and the other effects dre use to remaster it
Inner city blues one of my fav songs of all time, I made a remix of this song using Strap on the side by Spice 1 and California cruiser by rodney o and joe cooley, shit bangs.
I made it, on hiatus, now you can read this as you play this, on a trip through a matrix, no need for pill, just a matter of skill to get high as a trace is, billow of smoke, a fellow that's abrasive but cool like halves on pillow cases when the story unfolds like a set of aces, in a deck, when I was in a deck, spun off the Lp like lasers, this mellow stage is, set, now watch me wreck the scene like a crane feeling gracious, over spacious grounds, that's the sound that lets me penetrate this, for a bid of praises, but mostly to inspire, those with less so they can aspire to be the best, and retire, and rest, like a flat tire, or a flatter chest on a bitter chick with a feathered nest on the spread of a live wire, that's anxiety entirely unnecessary, as I let it caress the dress I press like pages in a dictionary, running my fingers over a subject, that suggests something badder, that could suppress, my head messed, confess over treats that don't trick with suspect substance, never use, never abuse the opposite sexes, I let them choose, and even if lose, I usually hit the groove with adjusted justice, no need to just split, I just said enough to bust this, and leave the lusted lackluster fools busted like shoes do to mustard foods that crust with cuts and obstructed views, I leave trails or clues like a cluster of misfit hooves, with a mystic loom, weave tales of intrigue with listed hues, contrast the majority, in a minority feud, fueled by the lewd, I cut the majestic, leave wands whispering wizardry blues, you call me pathetic, I call this antiseptic for the crap that you got used to, flush out the tank quick, see me butter up the groove with a top notch banquet, get in line or get out of bounds, I got this done so you can dine on divine artifacts that define sound, I'm out of bounce, when suckers want static, when they think the run this city from out of town, that's just not logical in a product that implements higher manners of mechanics, I'm pro found, you can see my profession, sit catch a blessing when drenched, like fluids for a starter when benched, you don't want it started if you had any common sense, this is potted, the foundation of a blooming consequence, see the thorns avoid the stabbing, you want the whole pot of gold but can't get a point across from your landing, I'm adding, retrofit, you can sit and reminisce what is happening, as I keep dabbling like a pool of water over the bother of childish fingertips, I mastered this, you can get a degree to acquire, every degree I perspire raises temps, and the basis of my amazing blazing is intense, inferno for inferior battles that go internal, double think what I said once my free throw grows to verbal, I'm not ducking, I'm close to turtle, keep to myself, that's the word, see my inner circle, every verse a different part of me, you can be boys to men and never flow in perfect harmony, adults grow to infancy, and think they're the best, they can't even best the simplest sentencing, I may not get respect, but I'm the best at what it means to be, so you can collect all your interest fees, I'll be chilling where hip hop was since it was sent to me, that's the spot where I rock like a label, connecting dots to the drop of my cable, box, that's a sparring concept with steel locks, no mass appeal, I'm real and still lost, you cannot heal what I feel, that's a scab you shouldn't peel off, bleeding eternally, seething with a meaning not worthy, but still verbally steaming with a purpose like a furnace leaning vertically, you can't see me or even heard of me, I'm not sheep, so no shepherd's leading pens that are herding me, see me in surgery, with a doctor, a blast from the past that I posture, with no perjury or perp with a retreating imposter, I get alert, see the bells spin with conviction, that's description I offer, when I clamp down to the concept like a lobster, clause with amendments, affix my suffix on the lushest jams I'm blending, understand my ending, is always near, but never appears when I just expand my emblem, that's a banner that still stands, and you should also, stand for something or fall for nothing if all you are is awful, I'm sorry for being awfully raw, but my flaw's my ensemble, you want response so, I'm so, calm though, cooling next to instruments that represent sands, and every grain of melody entices me to advance,
just another holiday ahead, with tomorrow in a borrowed way I guess, what's up to conclusion, I keep losing my self in an image I'm reintroducing, inducing like a manic impressive, elusive with a magic investment, see me fly above like a higher suggestive, what the pluck, see pigeons making decisions, now, I'm out of luck, where's the four leaves, see me pour, leaks, what the story, another category at least, it's something clever, not the usual bore piece, hollow frames like a print is, you can't reign, but you can play games like a followed apprentice, I need a princess, to holler my name, give me game like I acquired the benches, that's the simplest way I handle things, you can trample kings, but can't over throw an over lord of this business, what it is, another witness on the sidelines spitting stains, time to wash the boss out, letting drips dry in the absence of rain, in a passive aggressive, in a last of a sentence, in a past I shine like a dentist training your oral pains to be the freshest, breath contents, condensation on a conversation, trickle pass tricks, tripping over pickles that cheat, in-between two sick individuals that freak that beat, down to the street, see me gravel, not grovel, travel over heads like a battle in the heavens that rattle the skies with a fly technique, it's me, this guy that's sweet, but not soft, back off if you ain't a girl that's nice, that's the price I can only afford to pay attention to women in-between 5 and 6 feet high, we make ties like a shoe lace, and move to a steady groove with a snare and a cool base,
i wonder why my heart is so cold coming to a point what I call a break hold. people getting shot by watching the cops pass. my father asked me why you drinking whiskey in my shot glass. i threw a brick and broke the window, come on friends let's smoke a little indo.
THIS ALBUM DONOT LOOK LIKE THIS AND ALSO ITS ABOUT SEVEN TO TEN MINUTES LONG THE INSTRAMENTAL. THIS IS MY DRIVING ON EXPRESS ,HIGHWAY MUSIC. RONITRA MARIA SAUNDERS YOUR BIRTH DAUGHTER
