It's like this y'all, it's like that y'all It's like this y'all, it's like that y'all It's like this y'all, it's like that y'all This is the year for the barbaric an' the cats with skills Underground with the hoodie, **** keepin' it real While you was pissin' in your bed, we was makin' a mill' Got up with Erick Sermon, dropped ' You Gots 2 Chill'Then ****** bugged, turned hardcore B boy, slash thug Givin' fake love, with fake hugs, to fake thugs With fake mugs, runnin' they mouth with the place bugged An' caught a slug an' no one see nothin' but mask an' gloves Ayyo, likewise, I come in strong with no disguise Ruthless, it's me, transformed, I'm Eazy-E Past the point of rockin' the joint I'm blowin' the spot, wreckin' the scene with my team NFL, '****** for life', so feel that I see a few clowns, so where's the steel at? Me an' my boys are ready, aim that an' hold it steady For those who dream, believe, I'm Freddie Now yo, if you got more dollars in your pocket Put a peace sign in the air if you from the South Bronx An' let me hear you say, "Hell yeah", hell yeah Say, "Hell yeah", hell yeah Ayyo, I grab the mic an' strike, explode an' ignite Off the head, reminiscin' about some **** last night No dough in the pocket but that ****'s alright An' these fagots always stress me, so I keep my **** tight Who am I? The cat to put that ass on standby **** your sister, then chill with you, then tell her man,"Hi" Then start stalkin', three point shot like Hershey Hawkins Takin' it back to the Seventy-Sixers like Johnny Dawkins Yo, I come through camouflaged with the Squadron entourage Lookin' like ghetto superstars EPMD's the name, there's no mistakin' I rob you for all you got an' keep takin' The blah blah buck off like a wild JamaicanEarthquakin' an' dominatin' the situation Yes, on the scene, the duo, thorough Lettin' off, causin' ruckus in five boroughs Yo, this shout out goes to Brownsville You know what I'm sayin? On [Incomprehensible] AvenueNewport Garden Squadron EPMD, you know what I'm sayin? To the Brentwood Posse, somebody just say"Make money, money, make money, money, money" Make money, money, make money, money, money Everybody say, "Make money, money, make money, money, money" Make money, money, make money, money, money Yo, who grabs the mic an' spit flows while you swing low? I'm high off the endo, but straight up, you gets no wins though I like to ill, pop corks an' watch the Mo' spillHundred dollar bills dippin' po nine while my ****** chill Yo, yo, yo, P chill, chill, chill ****** is in here fightin' BYo, lounge out man, goddamn, ****** is always ******' up **** Just put some **** on they can dance to then
It's like this y'all, it's like that y'all It's like this y'all, it's like that y'all It's like this y'all, it's like that y'all This is the year for the barbaric an' the cats with skills Underground with the hoodie, **** keepin' it real While you was pissin' in your bed, we was makin' a mill' Got up with Erick Sermon, dropped ' You Gots 2 Chill'Then ****** bugged, turned hardcore B boy, slash thug Givin' fake love, with fake hugs, to fake thugs With fake mugs, runnin' they mouth with the place bugged An' caught a slug an' no one see nothin' but mask an' gloves Ayyo, likewise, I come in strong with no disguise Ruthless, it's me, transformed, I'm Eazy-E Past the point of rockin' the joint I'm blowin' the spot, wreckin' the scene with my team NFL, '****** for life', so feel that I see a few clowns, so where's the steel at? Me an' my boys are ready, aim that an' hold it steady For those who dream, believe, I'm Freddie Now yo, if you got more dollars in your pocket Put a peace sign in the air if you from the South Bronx An' let me hear you say, "Hell yeah", hell yeah Say, "Hell yeah", hell yeah Ayyo, I grab the mic an' strike, explode an' ignite Off the head, reminiscin' about some **** last night No dough in the pocket but that ****'s alright An' these fagots always stress me, so I keep my **** tight Who am I? The cat to put that ass on standby **** your sister, then chill with you, then tell her man,"Hi" Then start stalkin', three point shot like Hershey Hawkins Takin' it back to the Seventy-Sixers like Johnny Dawkins Yo, I come through camouflaged with the Squadron entourage Lookin' like ghetto superstars EPMD's the name, there's no mistakin' I rob you for all you got an' keep takin' The blah blah buck off like a wild JamaicanEarthquakin' an' dominatin' the situation Yes, on the scene, the duo, thorough Lettin' off, causin' ruckus in five boroughs Yo, this shout out goes to Brownsville You know what I'm sayin? On [Incomprehensible] AvenueNewport Garden Squadron EPMD, you know what I'm sayin? To the Brentwood Posse, somebody just say"Make money, money, make money, money, money" Make money, money, make money, money, money Everybody say, "Make money, money, make money, money, money" Make money, money, make money, money, money Yo, who grabs the mic an' spit flows while you swing low? I'm high off the endo, but straight up, you gets no wins though I like to ill, pop corks an' watch the Mo' spillHundred dollar bills dippin' po nine while my ****** chill Yo, yo, yo, P chill, chill, chill ****** is in here fightin' BYo, lounge out man, goddamn, ****** is always ******' up **** Just put some **** on they can dance to then
