N.W.A Follow

Panic Zone lyrics

This is Dr. Dre in full effect and we gonna kick it off
A little some this like this
We got my mella yella boy on the drums

We got Stan "The Guitar Man" dropping the rhythm
We got L.A. Dre on the keyboard and
I want the whole posse in this muthafucka
To rock on this funky ass beat we're gonna drop
Aight, so Ice Cube, you the early bird on this muthafucka, run it

Picture a nigga that's raw
Amplify his ass and what you see is what's on
Muthafuckas, I slaughter, blow 'em out the water
Word to me, fuck the father

My melody is deadly as a pin in a hand grenade
Five seconds before you get played
You can't throw me, I guess you'll blow up
Ever see a sucker scatter, it'll make ya throw up

Then I take advantage, you can't manage
To get up, all you can do is sit up, I get lit up
Hit up, Ice Cube tearing shit up
Like a dude you can bet on

Collide like a head on collision
Stutter steppin' is an incision
Of a nigga saying exactly what I vision
Because I'm gone, you think I left you all
But I stay in yo' ass like cholesterol

When I blast some solid ass Alcatraz
And if you escape, you better swim fast
'Cause I'll catch ya, physically and mentally
And the capital punishment's the penalty

Sitting in the electric chair, grab a hold
Pull the switch, yo' body twitch, your eyes explode
Out your skull 'cause being dull on a flow
Is an N-O, niggas didn't know that I can go

Off and show off to throw off the law
Turn, take ten paces then draw
What's left is a muthafucka dead in the alley
Ice Cube is the shit on the grand finale

Yea, yea, that was funky but we need
The muthafuckin' villain to speak, so kick it

The grand finale, yo, it's my turn to bust
So let weak muthafuckas turn to dust
If you're weak it ain't my fault
Just take a kick in the ass and get turn into a pillar of salt

And niggas that's biting just to taste me
I make the punk muthafuckas buckle up for safety
And on the dope they caught from the flash
And swing like a bit when he's caught in a whiplash

Giving him pain 'cause I'm urgent
Rearrange the muthafuckin' face like a surgeon
It ain't no excuse for the torture delivering
Don't say that I scare you, I can tell 'cause you're shivering

I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so I stay low
Representing the pimp, bitches making my dough

In a different stage, I must of went on a rampage
Me and the D.O.C. are always hitting the front page
For what, for stealing and stepping up to the sheriff
And when I enter the party, niggas shit in a [unverified]

For what, maybe 'cause I'm Ren
And when they clean up shit, yo, they do it again
So fuck it, sit back cool and relax
While Eazy busts the facts kicking the grand finale

Yea, y'all know what time it is?
Easy muthafuckin' E is in the house doing damage

The name is Eazy for me to come off like the enforcer
Mass murder muthafukas in a course of
An everyday situation where I would stalk by
Fuck the car, I do a muthafukin' walk by

Eazy E and the D.O. to the C. and
Run house and there won't be no disagreeing
'Cause if there is some, you feeling staticy
Then I'm arrested
(For what?)
Assault and battery

Never outdone, only outdoing
Loving the bitches and the hoes boo hooing
Why 'cause they're addicted to my dick
The pleasure of pain, the wing ding and flipped it

And never forget when done in bed by
Eazy, the name of a Compton hard head
Cool but local like loc never broke
'Cause they're paid to be ruthless, this is why I do this

I don't give a fuck about fame
I rather deal wit a number than a muthafukin' name
Get me paid and then rap
'Cause all the other bullshit money ain't jack

Eazy but not that Eazy to deal wit
Especially if you're poppin' bullshit
Put the E A Z Y and to the E
Expression of thought on the muthafukin' grand finale

Yea, that shit was funky
Last but not least is the muthafukin' D.O.C.
This is your album, so that means
You definitely got to get funky, so run it
(The D.O.C.)

Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by my homie in the back and
If it makes you giggle, it must be kinda funny
But to me it's kinda cool
(Tell 'em why)

I'm making money
Tripping up the man wit the [unverified] movement
Proving if you're grooving then it cool when he be doing it
Taking a second for me to blow your mind

'Cause I'm the diggy diggy D.O.C.
And I would've been down wit rock
But I was smart, the D.O. to the C. now on the formula
It's rough, I mean it's funky enuff for me

And you can have a listen after that and this and
D O N 'T M O V E wit out permission
From the D.O. to the C., I'm just better than
The normal man and I'll be dumb if a sucker can
Ever compete wit the elite

Much less beat, it's like dancing wit two left feet
Never smile when the D.O.C. is in the room
Or I'm a send ya ass to the temple of doom
I got raw when I came to Cali
Now wit NWA on the muthafukin' grand finale
Shout outs

This is Dr. Dre in full effect and we gonna kick it off
A little some this like this

Panic Zone Video

https://youtube.com/devicesupport: (video from YouTube)

Correct these lyrics

Comments on Panic Zone

Submit your thoughts

These comments are owned by whoever posted them. This lyrics site is not responsible for them in any way.

© to the lyrics most likely owned by either the publisher () or
the artist(s) (N.W.A) which produced the music or artwork. Details

All Artists A-Z


© might belong to the performers or owners of the songs. Lyrics may be used for private study, scholarship or academic research only.
In accordance to the Digital Millenium Copyright Act, publishers may ask to have specific lyrics removed.
This is a non-commercial site. We are not selling anything. Details
Lyricszoo content, design, layout © 2024 Lyricszoo.