(INTRO:Dr.Dre)
Yo, what's up n***as and n**ettes?
N.W.A is back in this motherf**er
And this is only the single
Wait until the motherf**in' album comes out
We gon' have some more of that good sh**
The sh** you just can't f** with
But yo, we ain't finished. Tell 'em what's up man
(LAYLAW)
Yo man, there's a gang of motherf**ers out there on the dick
Man, in every motherf**in' state
Wanna be like, wanna look like, wanna act like
Wanna dress like, wanna sound like muthaf**in' style stealin'
Clone a** N.W.A bitin' a** motherf**in' everywhere man
Non-reality seein' non-reality feeling
Non-reality livin' a** motherf**ers man
Hey, I don't know. Reality, it's important to me, man
So fellas man, tell these n***as what it's like in the minds of real n***as'
(MC Ren)
Prisoner like a hostage
Yo, you should of covered your muthaf**ing head like an ostrich
Deep in the dirt cause you's a s**er
And your a** up high so I can kick the muthaf**er
Don't try to hang, you're best abroad
'Cause my foot will be so far up you a**, you're get hemorrhoids
Before you try to f** wit Ren
I'll put two in your a** and you'll be sh**ting a size 10
(Dr.Dre)
First come, first serve, whoever's got the nerve
Step up and get what you deserve
From the word of a muthaf**ing hip-hop maniac
Brainiac, so what you oughta do is step the f** back
But how the f** you think a rapper last
Wit your a** saying sh** that is said in the past
Yo, be original, your sh** is sloppy
Get off the dick you muthaf**ing carbon copy
Falling deep in the drums so many of styles
Is one of the reasons a n***a ran a hundred miles
Cheating and out beating the crowd I kept seating
But weak muthaf**as biting off and they kept eating
Styles that kept them full of bull
'Cause the vocals were local in nightclubs
And not getting paid in full
They got the nerve to cuss
Only reason n***as pick up your record is cause they thought it was us
Yo, giving what I gotta give, doing what I gotta do
You don't care for me, so who gives a f** about you
You can't harm me, alarm me
Cause we're the generals in this f**ing hip-hop army
The n***as wit attitudes if you didn't know
We blow, flow and getting loose slow from the get go, yo
Try us and take it
Yo, f** this sh**, Yella, kick the break in
(hook)
It's the real thing, you are now real, real n***as, n***as
(MC Ren)
You can run but you can't hide, you know I'm a find ya
'Cause a n***a like Ren's only 2 steps behind ya
Don't look back, because you're shaking and all scared
A n***a in black can be your scariest nightmare
So sleep wit the lights on, forget that the mic's on
Don't step on my muthaf**ing stage without Nikes on
Don't say it's psycho, and then you just might go
Mentally f**ed up when I let the right blow
All these n***as wit the jibber jabber
But couldn't k** a fly wit a muthaf**ing sledge hammer
Gangstas in black are out there
But only because, yo, it's the sh** we wear
On my muthaf**ing dick
But I'm a love it when you drop like a muthaf**ing brick
So, yo, step off, go to bed, 'cause if you're mislead
You get a muthaf**ing bullet in your forehead
(Eazy-E)
Black, the good, the bad, the ugly, you see
A little streetwise n***a, you know me
Rolling wit some real n***as playing for keeps
But you muthaf**as know who run the streets
Wit that hardcore hip-hop rap sh**
(Now how much harder can another n***a get?)
Trying to be like us, sound like us, dress like us
(Ashes to ashes and dust to dust)
So n***a, n***a, n***a, n***a, n***a, n***a, please
Since you're on the dick why don't you drop to your knees
'Cause I'm a muthaf**a that's out to k**
Eazy-E, a n***a that's real
(Real n***as, straight off the streets of Compton
Quick to get in your sh** without second thought
And if your a** get smoked, it's my bullet you caught
So if you're talking sh** about the n***as in black
Bow down to the King's and Raider's hats)
(MC Ren)
They played out, that's what n***as were chanting
One n***a left and they said we ain't happening
People had thought we was finished and then done wit
But if you think about it, yo, we really ain't done sh**
Yet, so cover your ears and wipe your tears
And quit sniffing all over my dick for new ideas
And when the new record come, I'll come like a f**ing bomb
Asking for f**ing money, don't buy you a f**ing crumb
You're on the dicks of four n***as not one
And when it comes to dicks, you don't even have one
So brace yourself to make sure you don't get f**ed up
Because if I let you slide, it's just cause you lucked up
Don't come in my face again, because I'm a floor ya
And if you're a b**h, I'm a f**ing ignore ya
Because my attitude's a little bigga
'Cause MC Ren is one of the real n***as
(Dr.Dre)
Lost in a muthaf**ing world of madness
Sadness, but Dre is just a n***a that gladdest
s**er muthaf**as like you, making whack jams
Because it only shows you how dope I am
Never try to ignore us
When I'm expressing, stand still like you're full of rigor mortise
'Cause I'm a real n***a, but I guess you figure
You can break me, take me, but watch me pull the trigger
Dre is just a n***a wit hard, a n***a that's smart
A n***a that's paid to say what others are scared to play
We started out wit too much cargo
So I'm glad we got rid of Benedict Arnold
Yo, NWA, criticize for what we say
But I'm a do the sh** anyway
'Cause I'm the muthaf**ing doctor, never faking
Yo, Yella, kick the muthaf**ing break in
(hook)
It's the real thing, you are now real, real n***as, n***as
Yeah motherf**ers, real things
You are now real n***as
(MC Ren)
N.W.A, straight outta muthaf**ing Compton
Taking over sh** in all of the 1990's
Yo, Dr.Dre, DJ Yella, Eazy-E
And I am MC Ren, yo, NWA taking over this muthaf**a y'all