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Dr. Frankenstein

Ice Cube

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

03. Ice Cube - Dr Frankenstein
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Barbara Wilson
Barbara Wilson
Vocals
Terry Rice
Terry Rice
Vocals
Elquine Rice
Elquine Rice
Vocals
Traci Nelson
Traci Nelson
Vocals
Mr. Short Khop
Mr. Short Khop
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Hearne
Joseph Hearne
Composer
O'Shea Jackson
O'Shea Jackson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ice Cube
Ice Cube
Mixing Engineer
N.O. Joe
N.O. Joe
Producer
Fred Maher
Fred Maher
Engineer
Tony Dawsey
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Supreme gangsta shit We dream gangsta shit Yes Yes Yeah what is it? What is it (doctor, is everything alright?) Yes, I'm straight, go to bed Yeah, yeah It's alive It's pourin rain, thunder and lightning Clash of the titans, I'm home writin Gangsta rap has arrived, I'm the only man alive October 31st, 1985 Hard times, just got harder Adolescent Ice Cube, the shit starter A martyr, thanks to the father For bein this mean as sixteen raps, feel like the bitch scream You learned about your triple beam from me You stopped payin for pussy and hit that ass for free A little G never thought, that I could change the world Witta attitude, a raider jacket and a jheri curl Got every girl wantin to do me, screw me Boyz in the hood, the first rap, the first movie Ooooh wee, it's alive So whatchu gon' do 24-7, 3-65 Dr. Frankenstein Dr. Frankenstein Ooooh wee, it's alive You better run and hide Cover your ears and your eyes Ooooh wee, it's alive You better run and hide Cover your ears and your eyes The world had to bow to this new style Dial 9-1-1, makin more money than the law allow But fuck tha police, they can get deez Now who was sayin shit like that before me? No-body, but everybody wanna take the star's place And be scarface in the car chase Illigitimate, counterfeit Even got white boys talkin shit off the shit I invent No no, motherfuckers musta took a photo Tryin to call my gangsta shit 'mafioso' But who ya usin? fool it ain't no solution To the evolution, of pimps and prostitution I cuss, skanlous, I give a rush To niggas who mind turn to mush, smokin on brush Hush, I'm just a lush for this hen Chrome electroids, connected to my pen When, blowin motherfuckers ain't knowin what we goin through Spiritually, lyrically showin you They call me, 'America's Most hated' Gettin liberated by this monster I created Dr. Frankenstein We love to bump you Frankenstein Yo' shit is the best Take my body and my mind Don't fuck with the stress Hit me with that game to win If you want, hit me again We love you Frankenstein We love you Frankenstein Now how many times did a nigga have to warn ya? Ya fuckin up the formula (call the coroner) It's outta hand, cos sucker ass niggas like you Try to pay the rent off my blueprint New cent to the industry You thought my shit was biodegradable, uh uh, it's unfadeable Unstoppable, runnin through your suburbs Incredible thug words We gets down, nigga do the Monster Mash And watch a nigga like me collect monster cash Cos I'm sittin wit this bitch who got monster ass Keep em wonderin how long the don will last And never pass, and when I want it buttered on toast Can't no nigga see Ice Cube on no coast So all you gotta do is focus And see that I'm the fuckin loccest with this hocus pocus Dr. Frankenstein Dr. Frankenstein, ugh Ooooh wee, it's alive You better run and hide Cover your ears and your eyes Ooooh wee, it's alive You better run and hide Cover your ears and your eyes Ooooh wee, it's alive You better run and hide Cover your ears and your eyes Ooooh wee, it's alive You better run and hide Cover your ears and your eyes
Writer(s): O'shea Jackson, George Clinton Jr., William Earl Collins, Bernard Worrell, Joseph Johnson, Joseph Charles Jr. Hearne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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