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07-09-2005, 12:27 PM
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Gangsta Lyrics & White Boys?
How come all my pale faced buddies who are in their late 20's to Mid 30's know all the lyrics to...N.W.A. Straight Outta Compton
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07-09-2005, 12:32 PM
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Location: San Diego, Cali. baby!!!
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I was about 12 when my now 28 year old sister used to listen to that CD oh wait I mean tape
 over and over as loud as she could everytime my parents left us alone. I think that is how I learned about bad words, pussy and guns.
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07-09-2005, 12:35 PM
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First African GFY Member
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Becasue thats what kids useto listening to back then.
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07-09-2005, 12:42 PM
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"aiyo, man you remember that shit Eazy did a while back
muthafuckaz said wasnt gonna work (that crazy shit) stupid shit man, aiyo Eazy why dont you come out from the piano and bust this crazy shit" woke up quick, at about noon jus' thought that i had to be in compton soon i gotta get drunk before the day begins before my mother starts bitchin about ma friends about to go and damn near went blind young niggaz at the path throwin up gang signs ran in the house, and grabbed ma clip wit the mack 10 on the side of ma hip bailed outside and pointed ma weapon just as i thought the fools kept steppin jumped in the fo' hit the juice on ma ride i got front back, and side to side then i let the alpine play pumpin new shit by NWA it was gangsta gangsta at the top of the list then i played my own shit and it went somethin' like this cruisin down the street in my six-fo'' jockin the bitches, slappin the hoes went to the park to get the scoop knuckleheads out there cold, shootin some hoops a car pulls up, who can it be a fresh El Camino rollin kilo G he rolled down his window and he started to say its all about makin that G.T.A. coz the boys in the hood are always hard you come talkin that trash, we'll pull ya card knowin' nutin in life but to be legit' dont quote me boy coz i aint said shit yo man "Get the fuck out" pump that beat "muthafucka, say what" Down on B's is the place to give me the pace he said ma man J.D. is on freebase the boy J.D. was a friend of mine 'till i caught him in my car tryin to steal the Alpine chased him down the street to call a truce the silly muthafucka pulls out a deuce deuce little did he know i had a loaded 12 guage one sucker dead, L.A. Times front page coz the boys in the hood are always hard you come talkin that trash, well pull ya card knowin' nutin in life but to be legit' dont quote me boy coz i aint said shit "yo LeRoy" "beer drinkin breath stinkin sniffin glue" bored as hell and i wanna get ill so i went to a spot where ma homeboys chill the fellas out there makin dat dollar i pulled up in ma 6 fo' impala they greet me wit a 40 and i start drinkin and from the 8 ball, my breath starts stinkin left to get ma girl to rock that body before i left, i hit the bac-ardi went to her house to get her out of the pad dumb hoe said somethin that made me mad she said somethin that i couldnt believe so i grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave she started talkin shit, wouldnt you know reached back like a pimp, slapped the hoe her father jumped up and he started to shout so i threw a right cross and knocked his old-ass out coz the boys in the hood are always hard you come talkin that trash, well pull ya card knowin' nutin in life but to be legit' dont quote me boy coz i aint said shit "who do u think you are Mr. Big Stuff" "rock this muthafucka like the hard 3 tha hard way" I'm rollin hard, now under control then wrapped the 6 fo' round a telephone pole i looked at ma car and i said "oh brother" i'll throw it in the gutter and go buy another walkin home and i seen the g ride now cat is drivin, kilo on the side as they busted a U, they got pulled over a undercover cop in a dark green Nova cat got beat for resistin arrest he socked a pig in the head for rippin his Guess now G is caught, for doin the crime fourth offense on the boy, he'll do some time coz the boys in the hood are always hard you come talkin that trash, well pull ya card knowin nutin in life but to be legit' dont quote me boy coz i aint said shit i went to get them out but there was no bail the fellas caused a riot in the county jail two days later in municipal court kilo g on trial cold cut a fart obstruction of the court said the judge on a six year sentence, ma man didnt budge Baliff came over to turn him in kilo G looked up and gave a grin he yelled out fire, then came suzie the bitch came in with a sub-machine uzi police shot the bitch but they didnt hurt her both upstate for attempted murder coz the boys in the hood are always hard you come talkin that trash, well pull ya card knowin nutin in life but to be legit' dont quote me boy coz i aint said shit "yeah, i kicked a little ass but that was a blast from the past muthafucka "get busy ya ya ya yall" |
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07-09-2005, 12:47 PM
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07-09-2005, 12:49 PM
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I remember my grandma bought me that tape when I was around 10. I put it in the tape player in the car and she made me turn it off about 30 seconds later
. She thought black people would shoot us if they heard the word "nigga" coming from our car stereo. |
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07-09-2005, 01:44 PM
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nice loryn...hehe
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07-09-2005, 01:47 PM
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Carpe Visio
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This one is still one of my favorites:
Yo man... There's a lot of brothers out there flakin' and perpetratin But scared to kick reality. Man you've been doing all this dope producing. You had a chance to show 'em what time it is... So what you want me to do? Express Yourself... I'm expressin' with my full capabilities And now I'm livin' in correctional facilities Cause some don't agree with how I do this. I get straight, meditate like a Buddhist I'm droppin' flava, my behaviour is heriditery, But my technique is very necessary. Blame it on Ice Cube... Because he says it gets funky When you got a subject and a predacit. Add it on a dope beat And that'll make you think. Some suckaz just tickle me pink To my stomache. 'Cause they don't flow like this one. You know what? I won't hesitate to dis one Or two before I'm through. So don't try to sing this! Some drop science While I'm droppin' English. Even if Yella Makes it a-capella I still express, yo, I don't smoke weed or a sess. Cause its known to give a brother brain damage. And brain damage on the mic don't manage Nuthin' But makin' a sucker and you equal. Don't be another sequel... Express Yourself... Express Yourself... Come on and do it... Express Yourself... Express Yourself... Come on and do it... Now, gettin' back to the PG. That's program, and it's easy. Dre is back. Newjacks, I mean hollow, Expressin' ain't their subject Because they like to follow The words, the style, the trend, The records I spin. Again and again and again Yo, you on the other end. Whatch a brother playin' dope rhymes with no help. There's no fessin' and guessin' While I'm expressin myself. It's crazy to see people be What society wants them to be. But not me! Ruthless... Is the way to go They know. Others say rhymes that fail To be original. Or they kill where the hiphop starts, Forget about the ghetto And rap for the pop charts. Some musicians curse at home But scared to use profanity When up on the microphone. Yeah, they want reality. But you won't hear none. They rather exaggerate, a little fiction. Some say no to drugs and take a stand, But after the show they go lookin' for the dopeman. Or they ban my group from the radio. Hear NWA and say "Hell no!". But you know it ain't all about wealth. As long as you make a note to... Express Yourself... Express Yourself... Come on and do it... Express Yourself... Express Yourself... Come on and do it... Express Yourself... From the heart. Cause if you wanna start to move up the chart Then expression is a big part of it. You ain't efficient when you flow You ain't swift, movin' like a tortoise. Full of rigor mortis. There's a little bit more to show I got rhymes in my mind, and better like an embryo. Or a lesson - all of 'em expression And if you start fessin' - I got a Smith and Wessun For you. I might ignore your record Because it has no bottom. I get loose in the summer. When in spring and autumn It's Dre on the mic, gettin' physical. Doin' the job NWA is the lynch mob! Yes, I'm a cob? But you know you need this. And the knowledge is growin' Just like a foetus, or a tumor. But here's the rumor: Dre is in the neighborhood And he's up to no good. When I start expressin' myself, Yella, slam it! Cause If I stay funky like this I'm doin' damage. Or I'mma be too hyped, And need a straight jacket. I got knowledge and other suckaers lack it. So, when you see Dre, a DJ on the mic, Ask what it's like. It's like we gettin' hype tonight. Cause if I strike It ain't for your good health. But I won't strike if you just... Express Yourself... Express Yourself... Come on and do it... Express Yourself... Express Yourself... Come on and do it... Express Yourself... Come on and do it... Come on and do it... Come on and do it... Come on and do it... |
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07-09-2005, 01:52 PM
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NWA kicked ass.
RIP Eazy-E |
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07-09-2005, 02:14 PM
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07-09-2005, 02:53 PM
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We want Eazy
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