NWA NEVER DIES
Yeah, it was 1986, In the city where the streets are slick, Eazy-E hustlin', stackin' that green, From the block to the booth, livin' the dream. Grass dealer turned rap king, With a voice so loud, hear the truth he brings, Five boys united, ready to rise, DJ Yella, MC Ren, Dr. Dre, Ice Cube in disguise. N.W.A., we breakin' the mold, Tales from the hood, stories untold, From the streets to the stage, we set it ablaze, Remember the name, it’s Eazy-E that slays. So fuck the haters, they don’t understand, Eazy's the realest, he’s runnin' the land, You think you know the game? You ain't got a clue, We’re the kings of the streets, and we’re comin’ for you. Ice Cube's rhymes, sharp as a knife, Dr. Dre, he’s a real nice nigga, bringin' life to the strife, MC Ren's flow, raw like a beast, But Eazy-E’s the heart, man, he’s never ceased. Nigga, we don’t play nice, fuck your little crew, N.W.A. comin' through, what the fuck you gonna do? Dre Dre, he’s the mastermind, always on the grind, With my niggas by my side, ain't no way we fall behind. N.W.A., we breakin' the mold, Tales from the hood, stories untold, From the streets to the stage, we set it ablaze, Remember the name, it’s Eazy-E that slays. Rollin' through Compton, where the real ones play, Eazy-E, the boss, never led us astray, With a mic in his hand, he’s breakin' the chains, Spittin' truth in the booth, feel the fire in his veins. Nigga, we rise up, no matter the cost, In a world full of haters, we ain't never lost, Cube bringin' heat, with that lyrical might, While Yella cuts it up, keepin’ it tight. We’re the voice of the streets, ain’t no backin' down, With our heads held high, we wear the crown, Fuck the system, we’re here to ignite, N.W.A. forever, we’ll always fight the fight. So raise your glass, toast to the crew, To the legends we love, and the stories that are true, Eazy, Cube, Dre, Ren, and Yella too, Five kings in the game, makin' history for you. N.W.A., we breakin' the mold, Tales from the hood, stories untold, From the streets to the stage, we set it ablaze, Remember the name, it’s Eazy-E that slays. So here’s to Eazy, the legend we miss, With every beat we drop, we reminisce, From the streets to the stage, you lit up the night, Now the game feels empty, and it don't feel right. Your voice was the anthem, your spirit the fire, In a world full of chaos, you took us higher, Though you’re gone, your legacy stays, In the hearts of the real, forever ablaze. Rest in peace, Eazy, you’ll never fade, In every lyric we write, your memory’s laid, Five kings in the game, but you wore the crown, N.W.A. forever, and we won’t back down. N.W.A., we breakin' the mold, Tales from the hood, stories untold, From the streets to the stage, we set it ablaze, Remember the name, it’s Eazy-E that slays.
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Yeah, it was 1986, In the city where the streets are slick, Eazy-E hustlin', stackin' that green, From the block to the booth, livin' the dream. Grass dealer turned rap king, With a voice so loud, hear the truth he brings, Five boys united, ready to rise, DJ Yella, MC Ren, Dr. Dre, Ice Cube in disguise. N.W.A., we breakin' the mold, Tales from the hood, stories untold, From the streets to the stage, we set it ablaze, Remember the name, it’s Eazy-E that slays. So fuck the haters, they don’t understand, Eazy's the realest, he’s runnin' the land, You think you know the game? You ain't got a clue, We’re the kings of the streets, and we’re comin’ for you. Ice Cube's rhymes, sharp as a knife, Dr. Dre, he’s a real nice nigga, bringin' life to the strife, MC Ren's flow, raw like a beast, But Eazy-E’s the heart, man, he’s never ceased. Nigga, we don’t play nice, fuck your little crew, N.W.A. comin' through, what the fuck you gonna do? Dre Dre, he’s the mastermind, always on the grind, With my niggas by my side, ain't no way we fall behind. N.W.A., we breakin' the mold, Tales from the hood, stories untold, From the streets to the stage, we set it ablaze, Remember the name, it’s Eazy-E that slays. Rollin' through Compton, where the real ones play, Eazy-E, the boss, never led us astray, With a mic in his hand, he’s breakin' the chains, Spittin' truth in the booth, feel the fire in his veins. Nigga, we rise up, no matter the cost, In a world full of haters, we ain't never lost, Cube bringin' heat, with that lyrical might, While Yella cuts it up, keepin’ it tight. We’re the voice of the streets, ain’t no backin' down, With our heads held high, we wear the crown, Fuck the system, we’re here to ignite, N.W.A. forever, we’ll always fight the fight. So raise your glass, toast to the crew, To the legends we love, and the stories that are true, Eazy, Cube, Dre, Ren, and Yella too, Five kings in the game, makin' history for you. N.W.A., we breakin' the mold, Tales from the hood, stories untold, From the streets to the stage, we set it ablaze, Remember the name, it’s Eazy-E that slays. So here’s to Eazy, the legend we miss, With every beat we drop, we reminisce, From the streets to the stage, you lit up the night, Now the game feels empty, and it don't feel right. Your voice was the anthem, your spirit the fire, In a world full of chaos, you took us higher, Though you’re gone, your legacy stays, In the hearts of the real, forever ablaze. Rest in peace, Eazy, you’ll never fade, In every lyric we write, your memory’s laid, Five kings in the game, but you wore the crown, N.W.A. forever, and we won’t back down. N.W.A., we breakin' the mold, Tales from the hood, stories untold, From the streets to the stage, we set it ablaze, Remember the name, it’s Eazy-E that slays.
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