![]() ![]() Rest in peace, Big E, like him when I die ![]() He left the right words, plus he still in the hood Knowin' these ghetto streets, they don't love usĭuckin' these undercovers, these motherf***īut these suckas know they can't touch usīone same, doin' this still with that street talkĪnd with no delay, Eazy-E, let us get our creep on When I put in my work and check it, check it I'm faster than half of these *** rappin' Krayzie Jackson, the lyrical serial killer Legends for what we done did on the streetsīlessings, we take 'em and put 'em on beats They gon' remember me as bein' one of the livestĪnything time to reside probably remind usĪ grimy *** but lyrics more potent than a viper's venom There's a lotta haters that don't want me to make itĪll I want is for you to remember my name Goin' through the struggles every day on this pavement
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