Gospel (Explicit)
Dr. Dre"Gospel (Explicit)" is a song by Dr. Dre, released in 2022 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:17 long and contains 133 lines and 715 words.
Lyrics
0:02Yeah
0:04Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
0:06What
0:07Uh
0:07What
0:08Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
0:10Dre you ready
0:12Woo woo woo woo
0:14C'mon
0:15Yo we gotta do whatever
0:16Alright
0:16Check check check check check
0:17Get 'em
0:18Dr. Dre：
0:18Cut 'em undercover timeless
0:21Ready for 'em progress
0:23Feelin' like I'm just gettin' started
0:24Two shots back for my dearly departed
0:26Uh you are now dealin' with a monster
0:29Boss s**t profits
0:31Doc Dre b***h I'm a prophet
0:33Black Wall Street n***as know where the stock is
0:35Heh try me
0:37N***as never see me but it ain't hard to find me
0:39Heh unwinding
0:41S**t's blinding still grinding
0:42Uprising agh
0:45Stop talking 'bout the past I'm the future n***a
0:47Agh
0:48N***a like me still here motherf**ker go figure
0:51Lookin' for my next gold digger
0:52This summer here gon' be colder than winter
0:55Already told you I fold you like hundreds of billions
0:57And you can go missing put that on my children
1:00Bet that n***a what
1:02Regret that run it up
1:03Heh and I'm about to sum it up
1:07This s**t here that problem
1:09Livin' at the bottom of a bottle
1:11"Full throttle" my motto eh
1:13F**kin' with me like f**kin' with the lotto
1:16That awful in your nostril
1:18In a brothel this is gospel
1:20Yeah I'ma need all that pronto
1:22Dr. Dre/Eminem：
1:22Yes I yes I yes I ride 'til I die
1:25Give a f**k if you b***hes die
1:27Put a motherf**king hole in your face
1:29Back up b***h don't even try
1:31I am that motherf**ker been the coldest
1:34Why you on that
1:35No one know us
1:36Overdosed on what d**e is
1:38Yeah
1:38Hip-hop s**t sell better than the coke did
1:40Eminem：
1:41Like a satanic cult it's
1:42An old ritual slaughtering GOATs b***h
1:44GOATs b***h yeah
1:45You're f**king with the original flow's sick
1:47And anybody can get it COVID
1:49F**k with that
1:49I done wrote s**t
1:50That was so sharp I could slit my own f**king throat with it
1:53So rich I got more chips than my shoulders
1:54And I'm about as approachable as a roach is
1:56Roach is
1:57Yeah so better steer clear from him
1:59Here comes a nuclear bomb for your eardrums
2:01Lyricism at its most fearsome and fierce
2:03We're on another tier like a tear duct's upper echelon
2:05Yeah
2:05Your career sucked
2:06Meaning what
2:06It was sheer luck
2:07Like what
2:07Like a f**kin' leprechaun with its beard cut
2:09Still a
2:09Punisher weapon drawn with a beer gut
2:11Haha
2:11You're slower than a Decepticon with its gear stuck
2:13And I what
2:14I serial kill and you're Kellogg's
2:15What
2:16I love checks and I hate tricks
2:17And you're a fake b***h
2:18B***h
2:18I could spot you like you 'bout to weight lift
2:20Yeah
2:20B***h I'm badder than cake mix
2:22But I
2:22Can't be whipped with egg beaters
2:23Nah
2:24You c***s must be out of your l****s
2:25And God is my alias so if I don't have faith in me
2:28Then it basically makes me an atheist
2:30Woo
2:30Nate Diaz got the world by the tracheas
2:32In a chokehold and a sleeper
2:34Yeah and me and Dre are like dog hair
2:35Woof
2:36We're both in our lab coats like retrievers
2:37Grrr
2:38But like a Doberman I'm a whole different breed of
2:39What
2:40Animal mutt mixed with a overachiever
2:41Yeah
2:41Oh you're the king of rap
2:42You're 'bout to be overthrown
2:43Like a pass over the head of an open receiver
2:46This s**t could end up comin' to blows like a wiener
2:48Haha
2:48But I ain't finished puttin' these h*es through the wringer
2:50Nah
2:50Like clothes in between the two rollers and- wait no
2:52What I mean is flows interwoven I treat 'em like thread
2:54Why
2:54That's how I wound up sewin' Machine up
2:56So f**ks if you don't give up me then
2:58Time to ride or die 'cause you're either both or you're neither
3:00Yeah yeah
3:00Throw a middle finger up if you're rollin' but me I'm gonna
3:02Yeah yeah
3:02Dr. Dre：
3:03Ride 'til I die
3:03Give a f**k if you b***hes die
3:06Put a motherf**king hole in your face
3:08Back up b***h don't even try
3:10I am that motherf**ker been the coldest
3:13Why you on that
3:13No one know us
3:15Overdosed on what d**e is
3:17Hip-hop s**t sell better than the coke did
Yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah What Uh What Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Dre you ready Woo woo woo woo C'mon Yo we gotta do whatever Alright Check check check check check Get 'em Dr. Dre： Cut 'em undercover timeless Ready for 'em progress Feelin' like I'm just gettin' started Two shots back for my dearly departed Uh you are now dealin' with a monster Boss s**t profits Doc Dre b***h I'm a prophet Black Wall Street n***as know where the stock is Heh try me N***as never see me but it ain't hard to find me Heh unwinding S**t's blinding still grinding Uprising agh Stop talking 'bout the past I'm the future n***a Agh N***a like me still here motherf**ker go figure Lookin' for my next gold digger This summer here gon' be colder than winter Already told you I fold you like hundreds of billions And you can go missing put that on my children Bet that n***a what Regret that run it up Heh and I'm about to sum it up This s**t here that problem Livin' at the bottom of a bottle "Full throttle" my motto eh F**kin' with me like f**kin' with the lotto That awful in your nostril In a brothel this is gospel Yeah I'ma need all that pronto Dr. Dre/Eminem： Yes I yes I yes I ride 'til I die Give a f**k if you b***hes die Put a motherf**king hole in your face Back up b***h don't even try I am that motherf**ker been the coldest Why you on that No one know us Overdosed on what d**e is Yeah Hip-hop s**t sell better than the coke did Eminem： Like a satanic cult it's An old ritual slaughtering GOATs b***h GOATs b***h yeah You're f**king with the original flow's sick And anybody can get it COVID F**k with that I done wrote s**t That was so sharp I could slit my own f**king throat with it So rich I got more chips than my shoulders And I'm about as approachable as a roach is Roach is Yeah so better steer clear from him Here comes a nuclear bomb for your eardrums Lyricism at its most fearsome and fierce We're on another tier like a tear duct's upper echelon Yeah Your career sucked Meaning what It was sheer luck Like what Like a f**kin' leprechaun with its beard cut Still a Punisher weapon drawn with a beer gut Haha You're slower than a Decepticon with its gear stuck And I what I serial kill and you're Kellogg's What I love checks and I hate tricks And you're a fake b***h B***h I could spot you like you 'bout to weight lift Yeah B***h I'm badder than cake mix But I Can't be whipped with egg beaters Nah You c***s must be out of your l****s And God is my alias so if I don't have faith in me Then it basically makes me an atheist Woo Nate Diaz got the world by the tracheas In a chokehold and a sleeper Yeah and me and Dre are like dog hair Woof We're both in our lab coats like retrievers Grrr But like a Doberman I'm a whole different breed of What Animal mutt mixed with a overachiever Yeah Oh you're the king of rap You're 'bout to be overthrown Like a pass over the head of an open receiver This s**t could end up comin' to blows like a wiener Haha But I ain't finished puttin' these h*es through the wringer Nah Like clothes in between the two rollers and- wait no What I mean is flows interwoven I treat 'em like thread Why That's how I wound up sewin' Machine up So f**ks if you don't give up me then Time to ride or die 'cause you're either both or you're neither Yeah yeah Throw a middle finger up if you're rollin' but me I'm gonna Yeah yeah Dr. Dre： Ride 'til I die Give a f**k if you b***hes die Put a motherf**king hole in your face Back up b***h don't even try I am that motherf**ker been the coldest Why you on that No one know us Overdosed on what d**e is Hip-hop s**t sell better than the coke did
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