Yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim
How you hold in emotion
Kaiser soze, we never see him
Yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim
I'm offended that i'm in group e
Don't worry bout a thang baby
Fuck fame, fuck money
Its the h.o.r.s double e
I can't rock the mic like eazy dre and ren
Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again
Phoney all truthless thinks he's eazy ruthless
Stacey dash type, i'm cheatin' and they clueless
To eazy e equal to e equals mc
Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig
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