Portrait of a Master Piece

C'mon Yeah, c'mon Ah, c'mon Yeah, c'mon Let's take a trip, but not of the physical Sense of direction on a kid who's artistical Through a gallery of sorts, of course it's dope Hangin' tough, like the name on my rope Watch and be wary of stutter step lyrical poise A musical massacre of inadequate noise By the, new authority, 'cause a majority Of peers, who hear, will award superiority To those who know, you knew, now it's inevitable I laid the track and it's simply unforgettable Time has told me, better than gold, I sold And the point has been proven, so it's a new episode So like, see if you can grasp upon yet another one Take it to the everyday, like is done the sun Words connected, up to another degree And I'm the artist who painted this, portrait of a Masterpiece, it's unquestionable That lyrically the D.O.C.'s a professional Nothin' explicit to prohibit you from listenin' up Crisp and clean, but I don't mean 7.UP Rather stylistic, but don't get frantic or panic It's just a man on a mission, wit' somethin' more in the attic Than just the ordinary, boring very, few Do unto the mic, as the D-O to the C, you Made the choice, so there's no need to pretend I'm on the ascend, not knowin' where the elevator ends But in the time between I'm spendin' Play it strong, ride it like it's never endin' Keep creatin', while suckers are hatin', and I'll Keep the upper hand, 'cause they're as smart as Gomer Pyle No one can handle, the physical torture Of bein' taken out, no matter what, I'll support ya Goals and dreams, although it seems, it won't Come true, all of that is up to you, yo But if you can't handle You need to jet, 'cause rap's like a gamble Basically outspoken, keepin' 'em chokin' on What you would call, yo, a hell of a rap song Doin' it forever, together wit' Dre, it'll never Cease, money and records like portrait of a Masterpiece, now I'm exceptional Instead of the norm, walkin' and holdin' my testicles Smooth for a sec, spell out what it means To be dope, the D-O to the C, they can't cope Feel the real, yo, it's better 'cause I had to be Better than any per se majority Negative never, I'm all about a positive force If you recall, it's the D.O.C. yo I'm the boss That much greater, is Dre upon the fader Pump the bass, at the pace Most liked by the D.O.C., and this is it 'Cause when it's hype, then I feel that it's the shit Word, never would I stop, or drop the beat I will, especially when out to kill I'm an annihilator, standin' a full 6' 3" And I really don't think you wanna deal wit' me Potrait of a Hold on Dre stop the beat, let me catch my breath 'Ey yo man, why ya stoppin' that was funky To catch my breath Aight you got it? Yeah Kick it Strong, blowin' kiss into the wind The D.O.C., in fact, to attack the wiggy wack Then take the rightful place, at a rightful time The D-O to the C and it's mine Move, 'cause no one's gonna take the spot It's new and improved, why, 'cause it's the diggy diggy D.O.C Yeah that's cool, let's go to the next record