Dr. Dre — The Watcher Pt. 3

[Intro: Snoop Dogg] Watcher Radio Station, 187.4 FM on your dial DJ Jam on the [?] giving you a blast Yeah that's right y'all Doing it to you Doggystyle on 187.4 FM on your dial W-Ballz [Verse 1] Things just ain't the same for gangsters A lot of fake emcees, punks, and wanksters R&B niggas wanna G Niggas I tell you Jam I'm gonna have to go and see niggas And pay you peasants a visit, my presence up in it And it won't be no pleasant-able visit See, I'mma reputable with it, just skeptical with it I'm professional with it You get it, you got it, you shoot it, you shot it Plot it from the get-go I'm the only West Coast nigga that get love on the East Coast And swing it back down to Detroit to Chi-Town Motherfucker, how you like me now? And I'm not the little one, I'm the Big Bow Wow W-Ballz, we do it doggystyle We flippin' the script, mackin' a bitch It's pimpin' on this motherfuckin' track, and shit [Hook] Everywhere that I go, ain't the same as before People I used to know, just don't know me no more But everywhere that I go, I got people I know Who got people they know, so I suggest you lay low [Verse 2: Dr. Dre] I'm still on top of the game Still dropping flames, still cock and aim Still at the top had to rock for the fame Over setbacks, there's been a lot since I came You seen it all, how I got, how I gained The momentum when it dropped, how I got through the pain When I roll and shock, they watched me reclaim The streets, they made a special spot for my name Dre, haters wanna stop to my reign But the music lives in me, every drop in my veins The pride and the pain All the way back from the rise of my name See the world clear through the eyes of the mane See the world cheer for the rhymes that I gave When the beat bangs it'll drive them insane The eyes that I played, the best to emerge in the game is the Watcher [Bridge] As soon as your clear in my scope I got you (got you) Red dot you (red dot you) The Watcher Fools can't touch Aftermath we to hot (we to hot) You can't stop us Watch Us Motherfuckers think they can do that I got you, when I spot you, got you It's too late if you see me on your block-uh With my Glock cocked and call the doctor [Hook] [Verse 3: Rakim] I'm Rated R, my brain contains graphics thangs It turn traumatic teens into addicts, and fiends It's like, watchin a movie through a panoramic screen Which means, I can see the whole planet in the scene Cash is the topic, the object, a fatter pocket Some take the crack and chop it, but those that haven't got it Take away the added profit, it's catastrophic I take the gat and cock it, and I'll sit back and watch it These New York streets is ugly, I keep it gully The world is mine and can't nobody keep it from me Yo, my neighborhood is never sunny In the place where the number one cause of death is money You can try copin', I've seen enough shit To leave your frame of mind broken, I'm still alive and scopin' Be another hundred years 'til my skies close in And I'mma die with my eyes open, the watcher