Parentel Discretion Iz Advised Lyrics - Straight Outta Compton: 20th Anniversary Edition - Nwa

One, two, three kick it 

Hey yo Dre what's going on man what's going on 

Hey what'cha all gonna do for this last record 

No tell what'cha all gonna do 

Ok you want me to do the intro alright 

Parental discretion is advised for the moment 

While I'm getting candid now understand it 

Ain't too typical in any way though the pro 

On the mic is the D.O. to the C., this is an intro 

I know the D.O.C. make ya want to takea Valium 

So buy a bucket 'cause I'm coming, it's my album 

And for the record, meaning my record, check it 

Listen to the single and you'll be like, yo, I gotta get it 

But in the meantime, listen to the rhyme of the Dr. Dre 

Played wit NWA 

Yella's on the drum roll, rocking the beat 

Hey yo Dre, where are you gonna take this shit man 

Hey yo, let's take it to the street (word up) 

Let 'em understand perfection 

Let knowledge be the tool for suckers to stop guessing 

Cause I don't give a fuck about radio play 

Observed the English I display 

Lyrics for the adults, children have been barred 

Scarred from listening to suckers so muthafuking hard 

Dope, pumping that so much shit will never falter 

Yo, It's Dre, so fuck the minor ?(minalta)? 

Psycho like no other muthafuka, so 

Step to me wrong, G-O for what you N-O 

But be warn, never will I leave like a regular 

Cause I'm a little better then the regular competitor 

I use to see 'em on stage 

Earning money like a thief but without a gauge 

Until I got full of clocking the lane, getting pulled 

(They said you was gonna get paid) no, that's bullshit 

They like it stylistic 

And I enchant the crowd like I'm a misfit 

(C-see-see-C) see-see-see-cameras on flashing when I'm in action 

A photo or fresh wit a flair for fashion 

Pure simplicity, see it's elementary 

To hear one of the hardest muthafukers this century 

Try to comprise a word to the wise 

And the guys, parental discretion is advised 

Ren is most extremely high performance 

The black hat 'cause I worn this 'cause it's like enormous 

Some shit, I don't take it, not even in a toilet 

And shit from a sucker, put in a pot and I'll boil it 

Turn up the pilot as it burns 

And maybe, the muthafukers will learn 

I'm not a sub 'cause I speak sensible 

Not consider a prince 'cause I'm a principal 

I'm engineering the shit that you're hearing 

Cause when it comes to power, I'm power steering 

Silly you say, I say you silly when you're say it 

Rushing to the eject to put my shit in and play it 

It's like Apollo but I'm not an amateur 

And I'm not giving a fuck while I'm damaging ya 

It's for the record so Ren's lyrics, I'm gonna spin it 

And if there was a trophy involved, I'll win it 

Possession is mine and I'm the holder 

Cause a nigga like Ren don't give a fuck 'cause I'm older 

So for you to step off would be wise 

And say fuck it, parental discretion is advised 

I be what is known as a bandit 

You gotta hand it to me when you truly understand it 

Cause if you fail to see, read it in brail 

Would it still be funky, so what's next is the flex 

Of a genius, meander stutter stepping, if you seen this 

Dope, you hope that I don't really mean this 

But it play, making greater high top fade 

It's not my trademark when I get loose in the dark 

You guess it was a test of a different style 

It's just another muthafuker on the pile 

Driving your ass with the floor of your tongue 

You hung yourself short, be after knowledge was brung 

To your attention by the hardest muthafuking artist 

That is know for lenching any sucker in a minute 

Stagger 'em all 

When I start flowing like Niagra Falls 

Ice Cube is a quick to rip shit in a battle 

Move like a snake when I'm mad and then my tail rattle 

I get low on a flow so let your kids know 

When I bust, parental discretion is a must 

Little did they know that I would be arriving 

And then surprising, rocking it from where I been 

But it's the E here to take no mistake 

To be made in a trade where funky ass records are being played 

Fuck the regular, yo, I get better, the 

Bitches want to trick and go stupid for the dick 

So I get 'em hot thinking they're gonna get it 

As they sit, rubbing their legs like a cricket 

To you it may be funny 

But there's no type of some beef without money 

So slip the see-note and you can choke 

On a wind ding ding-a-ling down your throat 

Foreplay to me ain't shit 

When you spread them, I'm ready, then you can get the dick 

Of the Eaze, if you can deal wit the size 

But if you can't, parental discretion's advise 

Shut the fuck up