First Power


"I am the ressurection and the life.
He who believes in me,
Though he dies, yet shall relive,
And whoever lives and believes in me shall never
Die...(shutup, bitch).

Fear not them which kill the body, rather fear Him
Which is able to destroy both body and soul in Hell.
Get thee behind me
Satan and push me along."

"All this power I will give thee,
If thou therefore wilt worship me.
All shall be thine..."

"Come with me bitch as we go through the door, backwards.
Heaven in art which Father our,
Our Father which art in Heaven...(hey muthaphukka!)
See ya `round, buddy boy."

Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street



[Verse 1: (Gangsta Dresta)]

I got beat for the street
Ta pump in ya jeep
Or in ya caravan wid da homies kinda deep
Somking on a thai stick feeling kinda hight wit
Ya passenger seat occupied by a fly bitch
Rolling in ya lo-lo
Cut list all ya MCs
Slap in the hip-hop
Ta hell wit the ?tempres?
Modern day gangsta from the underground
Yay, niggas roll around wid tha boomin' ass sound
Got the 6-4 kinda low as we bouncing
On the grapevine rolling deep to Magic Mountain
Hoes on ya jock everytime ya hit a corner
Because ya rolling twisted on the gold Daytonas
Frontin' on the regular, talking on ya cellular
Acting like ya don't hear the little bitches
Yelling ya name at the bus stop ya don't stop
Ya mash on the gas roll right by they ass
Slap Dresta in the dash yeah,

[Hook:]

Guranteed to hear something sweet uh,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
Guranteed to hear something sweet yeah,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Streetz

[Verse 2: (Sylk)]

I got beat for the street
Drop a rag top four
Got my strap under the seat just in case
I have ta check a hoe
?Menage a trois? on the scene
Rolling through the C-P-T
Turn up the hump soundz
We grooving to the mellow beat
Mad dogging like bitches
Hitting me up like I'ma banger
Cause niggas can't stand ta see us
Sitting on some danas
When we came up all of tha fools
Running drag thinking ya gone 'n
Put tha twist I ain't tweaking
Drop ya putting the lock on it yeah!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: (B.G. KnoccOut)]

Beat for tha street
I love ta hear it pumpin in my lo-lo
Hitting my switches and running tha bitches
And now I'm bustin' mo hoes
Roll up to tha spot
Me hop out and hit tha chirp-chirp
Bail in put on some proper shorts and a proper shirt
Just clowning cause hoes are in the house
Riding my dick because I got fame,
And my name is B.G. KnoccOut
Asking ta be in my next vide-o
Get tha 7 digits slap that ass
And step to ya hoe
Now I'm off like a G flee to the C-P-T
See my niggas on the block getting tipsy
I pulled up and start tearing up the street
And guess what's in my muthaphukkin' deck,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street

[Hook]

[Verse 4: (Eazy-E)]

I got beat for the street
To tha beach I'll be rolling
Neva see me strolling
40s I'll be holding
Girls in the daisies
Drive Eazy crazy
Rolled up my windows
As I turned on my A-C
Rolling down Crenshaw see tha hoes jocking
Sunday nights popping
See tha foes hopping
My stereo's bump
And that A-T-L funk
You can call it what ya want
Either way the shit bumps
(Damn Right!)

Being a gangsta is so neat yeah,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
Being a gangsta is so neat yeah,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
Being a gangsta is so neat yeah,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
Being a gangsta is so neat yeah,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street

Hit The Hooker


[Eazy-E]
Big titie shitty bang bang sittin' on a dick
Tryin' to play a pimp by the fifteen clicks
Hoes play with me weekly
So I'm down wit hoe play with my pee pee
Eazy muthaphukkin' access
Saggy baggy ass pants for a happy ass bitch
Ho ho ho to the ho and the cloe
Ski to the E or a piss in the snow
I take a hoe from the show to the mo' to the flow
To the inches where mo' now the hoe is gotta go
Pussy just as hairy as a panda, pink and peppy panther
Panty expander, tricks lick long while I lap long hard and fast
While I'm dippin' hunnies ass, throwin' harder with Barbara
Seein' sexy with Betsy, gettin' ready for Betty,
I hit the hooker heavy

[Chorus]
I hit the hooker heavy
Ready to.... (x4)

[Eazy-E]
Use a finger to when them real niggas comes to spread'em
Hittin' other peoples bitches so I'm comin' to ya weddin'
Head and the bill in the dark I begin with my dick
So you can say I have a head start
Comin' from the south of the border, cause I'm shorter
Than ya thought I was wife, whore, daughter in the order
Fuck all that one man one bitch shit
One condom, one dick, switch
To another after gun with a rubber
You can lick me like a lover wipe your mouth on the cover
I never dilly dally pimpin' Susan and Sally
Now you can find the couchie from Miami to Cali
Throwin' harder with Barbara
Seein' sexy with Betsy, gettin' ready for Betty,
I hit the hooker heavy

[Chorus]
I hit the hooker heavy
Ready to.... (x4)

[Eazy-E]
Bitches comin' with it for doublemint
Lookin' for ya homies
Cause the hoes know me like they owe me
I got a strip I hit when I'm lonely
Hit a bitch wit a whip and she run like Toby
So never count on me fool when in the true skool
Wit truce sluts lookin' for a crew screw
I flip and I flow when they go kinda low
Hoe better have my dough so suck silly
Hookers could stay or ya don't touch nuts
Really hook a good day
Adios disapear like a smoke your rejected
By a dick that's erect bitch
Sometimes I think I'm losin' it a lunatic
With a lot of automatic shit with clips
It ain't no thang to me it's the same ole slang
To me I roll with a long size gang with me
Throwin' harder with Barbara
Seein' sexy with Betsy, gettin' ready for Betty,
I hit the hooker heavy

[Chorus]
I hit the hooker heavy
Ready to.... (x8)

Nutz On Ya Chin


One and in comes the two to the muthaphukkin three then comes the Eazy
To the other fuckin E playin niggaz life like a puppet and can't dance but
Could touch it so fuck it rappers want to dis I'm glad to see `em cause I
Rip your fuckin face outta a magazine O.G. gangsta lean now after I shit
Your face wipes that ass clean now time to get tipsy and don't want a bitch
If she can't rub the balls like a gypsy. Who's all in? Since you put yourself
On my dick I put my nutz on ya chin...

Muthaphukk whatcha heard I'm more than that a real nigga from the hood
And I'm all that thick as a hicky a picky nigga fittin dickies with bitches
Strictly dick-ly many sets I rolled on and killed squeals that told on my
Homies they sold on don't ask Eazy shit it's still a hit iz a hit and a bitch
Iz a bitch hangin on my nutz like a hair strand hangin there with n'ear heart
And n'ear plan ass out like a asshole runnin to my dick with a rhyme and
A lasso again and again from beginning to end it's your nutz on my
Chin...

You couldn't beat a minute of my ass if I gave you sixty seconds tick
Tock shit starts I start a steppin E to the muthaphukkin A to the muthaphukkin
Z here's the Y here's the E here to stay after you when I'm through check
Me and Rodney King Fuck Tha Police part 2 now back to my friends nutz to
Ya nose to ya lips to ya chin real niggaz love us hussies never fuck us the
Roughest ruckas fingers couldn't touch us Eazy E's back again fuck waitin'
For a payday get an A.K. everyday is a blast yeah blast a nigga fast knock
His ass get all the cash Who's all in? Since you put yourself on my dick
I put my nutz on ya chin...

"N.W.A. Niggaz With Attitudes, we're underground reporters we tell about,
You know, the streets and everything that goes on, you know, around in Compton,
Our area, what's going around around us, we don't know what the fuck's going
Around around by YOU, but frankly we don't give a fuck, you know. Most kids
In Compton don't give a fuck who the mayor or the president is you know they're
Not even interested in votin'. And the police, you know what I'm sayin?
I say FUCK `EM."

Ole School Shit


[Eazy-E]
Hey Yella
Kick that shit
199-muthaphukkin-E
The muthaphukkin year
Of the real muthphukkin' G's
And we gonna do this shit like this...

[Gangsta Dresta]
Nigga eva deadly
Ya just don't know who ya fuckin' wit
So I suggest get in ya shit and keep truckin' bitch
Before I get my gat ya pressure case
Blast, blast I leave my gang bang layin' on ya face
I tattoe Dre name on my chest
Cross it out just another nigga that I X-ed huh
And you won't see R.I.P.
You'll see P.N.D.
A Punk nigga deceased yeah
And the bitch that was yours will be mine buddy
All because ya woofed on a nigga that was nutty
And I had to make an example
Nigga thinks I'm crazy now but that was just a sample
Of a nigga with street wise reality
That don't give a fuck type Compton mentality
I stare back death right in the face
Contemplate my last day on and everyday base
Cause a nigga neva know when he go
I hope it only takes one shot
Cause I don't wanna die slow
My funeral will be full of my peers
People that neva gave a fuck about me droppin'
Threw me tears
I hope I'm in the casket face down
So all you muthaphukkaz can kiss my black ass now
And fuck all that cryin' all night
Just be happy that I'm rid of this fucked up life
Yeah, and now you see you can't handle me
I give a shout to Tonel and the Ruthless Phuckin Family.

[Eazy-E]
Out wit the old in with the muthaphukkin new
But check dis shit out I got somebody for ya bitch....
Muthaphukka

[Sylk]
Now it's about time for the Sylk to speak
Check dat ass last weak
You off the chronic and you tweak
Speak when I feel
Cause I'm as real as they come
I'm a bitch with a gun
Neva run ain't for none
So step, step up
If ya wanna test ya luck trick
Sister like Sylk
Don't really giva a fuck bitch
Punk bitches wanna step phony speak howdy doody
I make ya self break ya self bitch you neva new me
Yours truly no longer layin' in the cut
Steady phuckin' shit up
Neva see me shakin' my butt I strut
Like a gangsta bitch no not a pranksta bitch
I'm quick to gank a bitch trick
Peep game at this bitch as I shoot this
Gangsta bitch steppin' rollin' wit da Ruthless.

[B.G. Knocc Out]
The R-U-T-H-L-E double S
Yo it's the nigga knocc out
Claim the block so nigga what's next
Try to step and flex and get wrecked like a mac truck
I'm kickin', tah spittin' this funky shit to make a quick phat buck
I'm doggin' a dog you suckaz can't talk bout tip flip I rip shit
I'm stressin' "Damn 'cause", "Pick it back up"
Chillin up in the studio
With the Ruthless Family
Fuck the Death Row Posse
Yo them fools cannot handle me
Snoop and Andre ya come and try to fade the
Loc'ed out, Compton, Original Baby Gangsta
1-8-7's how we do it on the West
Ya say ya shit is Chronic but to me it's more like stress
Or should I say make my shit the stronic
Tha Dogg Pound don't wanna step to the atomic dog
D-O-T-K-N-O-Double-C-O-U-T so muthaphukka come and phuck wit me.

"Come On", "Come On"
"This is just a little something to keep ya ass in check
Ruthless Muthaphukkin' Family ya still in effect"(x3)
"This is just a little something to keep ya ass in check
Ruthless Muthaphukkin' Family" "Kick That Shit"

[Eazy-E]
Jealousy is a muthaphukka when your the man
With the other hand I don't give a shit
Clock a grip like no other can
Wanna be like me be a G like me
But I'm the nigga that made a G
Outta the bitch D-R Eazy
I was the captain
Dre was my sidekick
Everything was cool
Till he wanted to get what I get
Any other real G Eazy-Muthaphukkin-E
Now claimin' you a G
How does it feel to be me

Sippin On A 40


[Chorus]
Sippin on a 40
Sippin on a 40

[Gangsta Dresta]
Aye Yo lets roll to the store
Eazy-E so we can buy us some O.E.
40 oz. gettin' a buzz with the thuggz
In the neighborhoods black
But buy you a couple of extra one's for the neighborhood

[Eazy-E]
Nigga you be drinkin' out my bottle
Bitch that's bullshit still got semen on ya lips
From the homies dick
Trick yo the home girl
But sit you like a loose goose
So gimmie a couple of dollars
So I can bring you back a duece duece

[B.G. Knocc Out]
Well bring B.G. Knocc Out back a muthaphukkin 40 o.
So me and my nigga Big Boy can go and cop some indo
And well be right back at you niggaz with a quick fast
Dresta don't forget to buy ya couple of packs of Zig-Zags

[Chorus]
Sippin on a 40
(8-ball rollin')
(nick name Eazy-E)
Sippin on a 40
(8-ball rollin')
(Drinkin' like a mad man yes I do)

[Eazy-E]
Back to the store all the 40 o's were kinda hot

[Gangsta Dresta]
Get the shit or not

[Eazy-E]
Naw Lets roll to another spot
Back in the four to another store

[Gangsta Dresta]
I told you the store on 124th keep the cold brew
{*Speakin' Spanish*}
Make a right

[Eazy-E]
The Store ain't in sight

[Gangsta Dresta]
Nigga it's right pass the next light
Pass across the light
Now heres what you gotta do
Get in ya left lane and make a muthaphukkin U

[Eazy-E]
Lets get at least 10 40's and at least 10 22's
That should be enough for the whole muthaphukkin crew
Plus they got indo a niggas gonna be double blitz

[Gangsta Dresta]
Oh give me some Zig-Zags and 2 packs of Double Mint

[Chorus]
Sippin on a 40
(8-ball rollin')
(nick name Eazy-E)
Sippin on a 40
(got the 8-ball rollin')

[B.G. Knocc Out]
Yo Dresta

[Gangsta Dresta]
What's up

[B.G. Knocc Out]
Did you bring back some gum?

[Gangsta Dresta]
Hell yeah

[B.G. Knocc Out]
Good now a nigga breath won't be yo hum
Now pass me a stick
So I can spit game at this trick
Cause beer breath and tricks don't mix

[Eazy-E]
Y'all don't give a fuck what a punk bitch stank
Cause my breath always stank every time I take a drank
40's I be downin' I'm Drownin' my self
Let me hit the joint and I'll be clowin' everybody else

[Gangsta Dresta]
You wont be clowin' me
Cause I got dose for your trick ass
Oh bitch you tryin' tah bag
I got dose for your bitch ass
Well let me hit the joint
Once again and we can go G but
Oh let me take a sip off the O.E.

[Chorus]
Sippin on a 40

Sorry Louie


[Hi, Claude again...You remember I told you about my cousin when
I was 15...Well, the year after that, I killed this kid, Louie...
bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger hahaha...
I got away with it...haha...but erm...I wanna apologize to
Louie...I'm sorry Louie...hahaha...]

[Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger]
(5x)

I knew this muthaphukka named Louie
Every day the nigga talk shit but today he tried to do me
He rolled down my block with a pistol and a stare
A black khaki suit and dooky brades in his hair
The muthaphukka think I'm slippin
But I got my gat and a 40 and I'm sippin
Waitin for the fool to get out the car
The stupid muthaphukka thinks I'm a star
But I'm not, I'm the type that kick the niggaz ass
Fast ! Eazy E's a nigga that'll blast
Hold up, wait, the nigga started to load his gat
I grabbed my bat and ran around the back yo
He's at my window, thinkin I'm playin Nintendo
But the stupid nigga don't know I'm behind him so
He dropped the gat like a stupid muthaphukka
So I bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger

[CHORUS:]
[Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger]
(4x)

I knew this bitch named Wheaches
She often want me to fuck her happy ass on the beaches
But [?? huh ??] yo peaches be fuckin around with me
instead o' fuckin her man
She's butt-naked with my dick in her hand, yo
As soon as Wheaches started suckin, I saw this muthaphukkin
Nigga behind the car, and he was duckin
So I told the bitch to hold on [Hold on]
You stupid bitch, put yo muthaphukkin clothes on
I wonder if this nigga's tryin a jack me
Coz I ain't got my gat with me
Shit, the nigga started runnin up fast
I thought he was gonna blast, so I hid behind her ass
She started howlin out "wait", I banked her in the face
But the punk nigga pulled out [?? mace ??]
He asked the stupid bitch did I mug her
So I bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger

[CHORUS]

I'm a muthaphukkin psycho and I don't give a fuck about'em
I kill the nigga and cut off his dick, so you know I got'em
Coz [?? huh ??] ate his brain, left the nigga for dead
Now it's a gallon of blood, drippin from under his bed
[Oh, no ! What happened to my lover ???]
Bitch I bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger
Bitch tried to call the cops, fuck that
I gotta take the girl out with my muthaphukkin bat
Coz I ain't doin 10 in the pen
For a bitch and her dead-ass boyfriend
So...I gotta kill the ho
I'm reachin for my weapon slow
That's when I notice some nigga standin by the door
The little nigga sayin "don't kill my mother", so
I bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger

[CHORUS]

Hahahahaha Sorry Jimmy
Hahahahaha He's dead
Hahahahaha I'm sorry, Billy
Hahahahaha

24 Hours To Live lyrics



24 hours to live...
24 hours to live...

Seven-thousand, four hundred, twenty three grains

of sand drop from the hourglass

It's how much time I got left on this planet

Some motherfucker's gotta die!

I'm an evil motherfucker ready to tear shit up

I'm gonna put these things on you, and never let up

See, my momma...she was wrong when I was born

That a nigga like E should'a never been born

Too late, big mistake in '72

It's '92, now the year of code blue

15 hours..11 minutes..30 seconds

I'm a motherfuckin' wreck

Gonna pay back niggas who did me wrong in the past

My days ain't long

I'm comin' strong and fast

Lock up 8 niggs..kill up 10 pigs

??? and fuckas are ?altered? by a 2

Now what else can I do?

Fuck, fuck, fuck and plant my seeds

Leavin' kids in this world like me

The lunatic psycho mutherfucka Eazy-E



Chorus (sang)

24 hours to live

But I don't wanna die

24 hours to live

Oh why, oh why?

Must die



Sky diving, scuba diving

To Evil Kinevil stunt car drivin'

Bungee cord jumpin' off a bridge

It's hard to breathe with a fractured rib

I can't take this shit

Let me see how much more time I got to spend

Hit more skins

Back up in her pussy

Up in the back

I gotta let off

A few more nuts

I'm starting to panic

I'm starting to sweat

'Cause I don't really wanna die yet

Dizzy spells, flashbacks in my head

Niggas ain't want me to bein' happy when I'm dead

But I ain't goin' out unless 30 niggas die

I'm dying anyway so I'm thinking suicide

Run into a crowd of niggas dyin' by the pistol

Took the motheruckin' whistle

Chorus


To sweep with the feet when he hit the concrete

Chop him up, dice him up and sacrifice his meat

Drag him by his ankles to the cemetary

(Screams)

Shut the fuck up nigga

'Cause you ain't seen shit

I'm 'bout to take this ???? and staight up grip

I'm holdin' the neck of the devil and drink his blood

Allowing my soul to be polluted by his evil root

And now I'm mad insane, red as ???? as I strain for my hearbeat

To thumpety-thump to pump, it might burst

False alarms, and no harm that will commit to the E

But now I'm down to an hour 23

Time is moving fast, but not that slow

I thought I had an hour, but it's seconds left the go

I ran into the office

No more time is left

I ran up to the doctor with a bomb to my (BOOM)


Chorus


Spoken:

As I lay me down to sleep

I pray the lord my soul to keep

As time winds down to it's last 24 hours

in an earth that weighs 60 trillion tons

Travelling 1,037 1/3 mph, how do you define time?

What is a minute?

How important is an hour when 24 hours becomes a lifetime


Oooooh, so define how do we define time?

Now you choose

How will you spend your last 24 hours?

C'mon..talk to me

3X Chorus ("must die" is faded into next chorus loop)

8 Ball lyrics

Like the big funky
Nick named Eazy-E
Yo 8-Ball Junkie
Bass drum kickin
To show my sh*t
Rappin holdin my d*ck
Boy I dont quit
Loud wild mutha f*cka
From around the way
I gotta sick shooter
Yo mean hombre
Wanderin through the hood
To find the boys
To kick dust and cuss
Crank up the noise
Police on my drawers
I had to pause
40 ounce in my lap
And it's freezin my balls
Hooked a right turn
Let the boys go past
And I say to myself
'They can kiss my a**'
Stopped at a light
Put the 8 at my lips
Put in the old tape
Marvin Gayes Greatest hits
Turn the beat up
Have the base cold rompin
Crusin through the East Side
South of Compton
See a big a**
And I said 'word'
I took a look at the face
And the bitch was to the curb
Hoes on me
for the title I'm holdin
Eazy-E's F*cked up
An got the 8-Ball rollin'

[Chorus]

(I was)
Whose Kickin' a**?
(I was)
Raised in LA
(I was)
Crusin down the street in my 6-4
Ridin Los Loses
Lookin for Crenshaw
Turned down the sound
To diss yo law
Stopped at a light
And had a fit
Cause a Mexican almost
Wreaked my shit
Flipped his a** off
Got into the car
My bottle was empty
So I went to the store
Nigga on tilt
Cause I was drunk
Seen a sissy a** punk
Had to go in my trunk
Reached inside
Cause it's like that
Came back out
With a silver gat
Fired at the punk
And it was all because
I had to show the nigga
What time it was
Put up the Jam
It ends like a mirage
A sissy like that
Got out to dodge
Suckers on me
For the title I'm holdin
Eazy-E's F*cked up
And got the 8-Ball rollin

[Chorus]

Old East 800
Yeah thats my brand
Take it in a bottle
40, Quart, or Can
Drink it like a mad man
Yes I do
F**K the police
And a 502
Stepped in the party
I was drunk as hell
Three b**ches already said
'Eric yo breath smells'
40 ounce in hand
Thats what I got
(Yo man you see Eazy hurlin in a parking lot)
Stepped on yo foot
Cold dissed yo hoe
Asked her to dance
And she said 'hell no'
Called her a b**ch
Cause thats the rule
Boyz in the hood
Tryin to keep me cool
Dammit homeboy
You wanna kick my but
I walk in you face
And we get them up
I start droppin the dogs
And watch you fold
Straight dumb fulla cum
Got knocked out cold
(Made you look sick
you snotty nosed prick
now yo fly b**ch
is all over his d**k)
Fool got dropped
For the title I'm holdin
Eazy-E's f*cked up
And got the 8-Ball rollin

[Chorus]

Pass the brew M*tha F*ckas
While I trash it up
And yall listen up close to role call:
Eazy-E's in the place
I got money and juice
Rondevues with me
And we make the duce
Dre makes the beat
So g*d damn funky
Do the old 8
F*ck the Brass Monkey
Ice Cube writes the words
That I say
Hail to the niggaz
From CIA
Cazy beat is down
And in effect
We make hard core jams
So fuck respect
They can toast public parking
To the title I'm holdin
Eazy-E's f*cked up
And got the 8-Ball rollin

Amy Last Wordz lyrics

This is a real life jack in progress. Nigga give up your shit or take
two tha chest with tha cripness
cuz I aint fuckn around G,so take a look at a real at a real live nigga
that craaazy and get ready to
die loc,any last wordz before your ass gets smoked,it aint a joke cuz my
pockets is broke my friend
thats why I gotta do u in. Give up your endz and your gold and your
Nik's and anything else I
might like and then Im off in the wind again to catch tha next sucka
slippn taken two to tha chin.
Im on a role two niggaz in one night didnt even have to fight,just
pulled out my 9 to end anothers
life. Thats real life so forget tha silly shit you heard,Now Nigga tell
me do you have any last wordz.

"Cuz its the end of tha world and still niggaz aint got no satisfaction.
So I take my 9 put it on my
?? for some cop now Im blastn, cuz Im known as a G and Im coming from tha Cpt.
And you should know bitch ass niggaz running back cant fuck with Eazy"

"Word'em up" [several times]

Another murder I comitted made front page a nigga dead from a drive by
did with a 12 gauge. The
first stage of insanity people say it aint wise to get faded off the
ST.Ides. A mother cries,another
son lies in a casket,life was fun while it lasted. Tha silly bastard had
to get caught,tripn and set
tripn,you should of seen that niggaz blood dripping.To many lives took
to many hearts broke,but
you dont hear me so you see my fuckn gun smoke. Some ask why do I take
so many lives from the
innocent little ones. But where I come from we take shit real,you peel
caps so you gotta get your
cap peeled. Grab your steel forget about what you heard,its Do or Die
Nigga,any last wordz?

"Cuz its the end of tha world and still niggaz aint got no satisfaction.
So I take my 9 put it on my
?? for some cop now Im blastn,cuz Im known as a G and Im coming from
tha Cpt. And you
should know bitch ass niggaz running back cant fuck with Eazy"

"Word'em up" [repeated several times]

I got tha 9 and Im fixing to str8 creep,feel I need to take another life
so I peep. Checking the
scene,but staying low so Im not seen case I gotta get away gotta make
tha shit clean G. So Im
looking for a victim.Gotta be right,took my time and I picked him,Scoped
shit then I licked'em now
Im back in the news,no clues,but yet another murder. You should of heard
the nigga squill when I
stuck his ass,I had to grin cuz its funny nigga fuck his ass. He aint
tha last and surely aint tha first
G,but his monkey ass rolled away in a hurst G. So Im feeling some what
relieved,just another day
in tha life of tha E-Z. A real G so forget tha silly shit you heard,its
do or die Eazy-E gets that last word.

"Cuz its the end of tha world and still niggaz aint got no satisfaction.
So I take my 9 put it on my
?? for some cop now Im blastn,cuz Im known as a G and Im coming from
tha Cpt. And you
should know bitch ass niggaz running back cant fuck with Eazy"

"Word'em up" [several times]