The D.O.C. — Whirlwind Pyramid

[Intro] They said it was all about knowledge And know I feel like I got most of it all Dre, drop it! [Verse 1] Parental discretion is advised when The D.O.C. gets candid To move like a one-armed bandit Arrange the tempo when I go solo The beat and the cut to a rhyme, and it's oh so Raw, 'cause you want to jam, then you go "Damn, he's good" And you're right, 'cause I am And I'm strong, strong enough to reach them They said they wanna learn, so I'm a teach them Amplified by a microphone, my point is known So yo, leave the pad at home I'm down with the sound so much that I can feel it If there's a deal to be dealt, then I'll deal it I'm on a roll, that's word to the father Chumps want to break, but I tell 'em I don't bother Char the memory of all who saw the Last of the concerned, I burn like lava So in sum you break, you broke it And I'm smiling, but not joking Secrets are told, fold but never did With the knowledge as strong as a whirlwind pyramid [Hook] Whirlwind pyramid [Verse 2] It was mandatory, a righteous editorial 'Cause my sport is like part of a memorial Knowing the whole, I was told to uphold I have the juice to make vinyl gold Servant at your service, never nervous Why am I claiming The Great? 'Cause I deserve this Title is vital, I receive directly So I don't have to deal with suckers trying to check D-R to the A-Y, do they have to be warned? Just try And I'll start crushing without discussion Checking the crowd with the rhymes I'm busting Cool, a quality I have to mention Gaining with the dope comprehension I move the crowd, so I make it my bid Pop the lid, yeah, see a whirlwind pyramid [Hook] Transform [Verse 3] Hold it, you're a step off the pace, so catch up And if you're sittin', get your black ass up Dance to the rhythm, let it move your pants And if you don't dance, I assume you can't And as the crowd, steadily expanding So move, 'cause I don't want to see you standing You're in the way, so hey you gotta step Left right, I don't give a damn, just jet As you leave the party in the light you can see body Everybody, but you're a toasting Maserati 'Cause you don't want to handle the scandal Physical abuse 'cause you're as drunk as Tony Randall And it's a gamble, I mean I've heard you ramble On and on but you get worn like a sandal They said, "Get raw" and I did then I slid to the back And hid behind a whirlwind pyramid [Outro] The D-O-C, with some help from my boy T-E-E Is now operating smoothly Original knowledge of the whirlwind pyramid Big dollars I'm gonna always clock And I'm always down to rock I had some gin and Sacco (I think you're drunk) Now I'm ready to rock-o, ha ha ha


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