[Intro: Scratchy Vinyl, Deep Voice Sample] Yo, step in the cipher, the mic gettin’ ripped up, Doc on the cut, yeah, the track stay lit up! West Coast low-riders, East Coast bangers, We mash up the sound like a beat-box danger! From the streets to the charts, we reign supreme, 93, still kickin’ that dream! Hip-hop’s alive, yeah, the funk don’t stop, Throw ya hands in the sky if ya feelin’ the drop! "Back to the lab, mix the funk with the rap, Dre on the track, Treach bring it back! One-nine-nine-three, yeah, the sound so free, Naughty by nature, Doc’s recipe!" [Verse 2: Dre-style Cool] Rollin’ down Crenshaw, top back in the ride, Chronic in the air, let the speakers shake the side. Beat so fat, make the whole block shake, From L.A. to New York we makin’ the break. Produced by the Doc, nah, we don’t do fake, Naughty bring the heat, yeah, the rhymes devastate. So check out the soundwave, the frequency’s right, We own the night, hands up—hold ‘em tight!! [Bridge: Scratch & Call-Response] DJ (echoed): "Dr. Beatstine in the lab!" (x2) (Sharp "Ainwicka-wicka" scratch after 2nd repeat) Crowd (energetic): "What's the prescription?!" DJ (distorted, punchy): "AinFAT BEATS AND BASS SICKNESS!" (Rewind effect right after) (Beat drops – chopped funk sample plays) DJ (chopped delivery): "AinSymptoms include—" Crowd (call-and-response, panned): "HEAD-NODDIN'! HIP-POPPIN'!" (Turntable scratches: "Fresh! Fresh!" with pitch bend) [Verse 3: Treach & Dre Trade Bars] Treach: "Microphone fiend, yeah, I’m killin’ the scene!" Dre: "Step to the beat, then get lost in the scheme!" Treach: "From the East to the West, we connect like a plug!" Dre: "Funk in the trunk, yeah, we drown in the thug!" Both: "93, still the year of the sound, Doc’s in the mix, put the whole world down!" [Outro: Vinyl Slow-Down, Echo] "Yeah... the Doc... Naughty... we out..."
