[Verse 1: Eazy-E] A typical street corner ass ***** Once a *****, always a *****, now a public figure But I can still serve a motha****a if I have to Cuz, I'm slanging them thangs, ***** I roll deep with the crew, oh, a posse (Yeah) *****s cuttin' throat, Murder She Wrote for the Eazy-E, fool **** with the veteran, still a better man than the next man Then again (Uh), I can still put a chrome 9 to your dome Po' *****, po' *****, no Milkbone Yippie-ki-yay your ass back the **** on home Stay the **** off the sherm and crack and "Just Say No"
[Verse 2: Phalos Mode] My definition of a ***** *****, ah shit Get pistol whipped, need to sit down when he piss Cause I beat 'em, treat 'em, **** 'em, like 1, 2, 3 The legend of gangster rap is Eazy-E Still gangsta and Ruthless, leaving motha****as toothless I was high as the sky before I drew this A ***** gone, I guess I see you at the crossroads A ***** with an attitude, my name Phalos Mode
[Verse 3: Loesta] This where the street meet the radio And give the love like it s'posed to Y'all don't want a death in the studio Another scandal for media to handle (Uh) Raised my '64, we livin' on the road Bang, Los Angeles slang Like a double barrel E pointed right at the game (Haha) Big Loesta, your SC smoke glower None ****ing with legends, Eazy, where the weapon? Cash is threatening, kill a cross-over Jumped in the game and ******* slandered my name Violence, reporters, the streets out of order (Order) Projects, corners, and gangsters with four-doors I hit blocks off a double-shot (Shot) Show my face on the block, I give a **** about a cop (Cop) Male black attitude, *****, **** you Stomping *****s from South Central to Compton
[Verse 4: Eazy-E] Now, what the **** is worse than 1 punk *****? (*****) 2 punk *****s, add 'em up and get the picture One's a ****ing fag from the days and one's a busta I was born a pimp, a mack daddy, and a hustla You can take the ***** off the street But you can't take the streets out the ***** Once a *****, still a ***** ****ing hoes and I do mean ****ing steadily I ****ed your ***** (Uh), 'cause she was begging me Your ***** ain't nothin' but a piece of **** to me She dropped the drawers when she found out I was Eazy She licked the ***** and sucked the ****, I came, heavenly Ooh, get me ready E, **** me steadily
[Verse 5: Phalos Mode] Why these *****s sippin' Haterade? Drinking on ***** Kool-Aid For the name of Eazy, *****s get sprayed I'm in my Lowrider, and it's candy-paint Stash spot for the Glock, ***** think I ain't I'm with a 5'5 gangsta with skrill Big paper drill, on the quest for mills Now everybody say they thuggin' But when the gun blast, seeing *****s running I leave no witnesses
[Bridge: Loesta] Punk *****s always tryna hate and they be always talking shit But when they sober they all hesitate cause they don't know who they ****ing with Long live real gangsta shit and tell your ho to get off my **** 'Cause we gone finish up the legacy and keep the family so legit
[Verse 1: Eazy-E] A typical street corner ass ***** Once a *****, always a *****, now a public figure But I can still serve a motha****a if I have to Cuz, I'm slanging them thangs, ***** I roll deep with the crew, oh, a posse (Yeah) *****s cuttin' throat, Murder She Wrote for the Eazy-E, fool **** with the veteran, still a better man than the next man Then again (Uh), I can still put a chrome 9 to your dome Po' *****, po' *****, no Milkbone Yippie-ki-yay your ass back the **** on home Stay the **** off the sherm and crack and "Just Say No"
[Verse 2: Phalos Mode] My definition of a ***** *****, ah shit Get pistol whipped, need to sit down when he piss Cause I beat 'em, treat 'em, **** 'em, like 1, 2, 3 The legend of gangster rap is Eazy-E Still gangsta and Ruthless, leaving motha****as toothless I was high as the sky before I drew this A ***** gone, I guess I see you at the crossroads A ***** with an attitude, my name Phalos Mode
[Verse 3: Loesta] This where the street meet the radio And give the love like it s'posed to Y'all don't want a death in the studio Another scandal for media to handle (Uh) Raised my '64, we livin' on the road Bang, Los Angeles slang Like a double barrel E pointed right at the game (Haha) Big Loesta, your SC smoke glower None ****ing with legends, Eazy, where the weapon? Cash is threatening, kill a cross-over Jumped in the game and ******* slandered my name Violence, reporters, the streets out of order (Order) Projects, corners, and gangsters with four-doors I hit blocks off a double-shot (Shot) Show my face on the block, I give a **** about a cop (Cop) Male black attitude, *****, **** you Stomping *****s from South Central to Compton
[Verse 4: Eazy-E] Now, what the **** is worse than 1 punk *****? (*****) 2 punk *****s, add 'em up and get the picture One's a ****ing fag from the days and one's a busta I was born a pimp, a mack daddy, and a hustla You can take the ***** off the street But you can't take the streets out the ***** Once a *****, still a ***** ****ing hoes and I do mean ****ing steadily I ****ed your ***** (Uh), 'cause she was begging me Your ***** ain't nothin' but a piece of **** to me She dropped the drawers when she found out I was Eazy She licked the ***** and sucked the ****, I came, heavenly Ooh, get me ready E, **** me steadily
[Verse 5: Phalos Mode] Why these *****s sippin' Haterade? Drinking on ***** Kool-Aid For the name of Eazy, *****s get sprayed I'm in my Lowrider, and it's candy-paint Stash spot for the Glock, ***** think I ain't I'm with a 5'5 gangsta with skrill Big paper drill, on the quest for mills Now everybody say they thuggin' But when the gun blast, seeing *****s running I leave no witnesses
[Bridge: Loesta] Punk *****s always tryna hate and they be always talking shit But when they sober they all hesitate cause they don't know who they ****ing with Long live real gangsta shit and tell your ho to get off my **** 'Cause we gone finish up the legacy and keep the family so legit
