Prelude by N.W.A.
The motherf**king saga continues...
All of you who don't believe in the real gangsta sh*t
cause when it comes to the real niggaz
it makes the sh*t they're much harder to deal with.
Yeah above the laws in this motherf**ker
like Mafia for life down with the real niggaz 4 life.
Ha ha yo sweet talk tell 'em what the f**k we're here for...
Well I write ya USE Compton Watts The Wood
all across the motherf**king USA.
They know I'm walking through the valley of real niggaz,
I should fear no man on the motherf**king planet, hit me one.
Cause I've been to the mountain top y'all,
and I have been seeing through the eyes of a real nigga.
Yo, what you think about the real niggaz 187?
Yo, they make some of the coooooolest sh*t I had never heard,
Yo, when we came, G, I almost gave it up,
to the ruthless motherf**king gangstas.
Fear no man...
...because you're sh*t man yourself,
time to put the world at yourself man.
Me not seeing bobba-clot mobbing to see a pussy-clot run,
bob-bob-bob-bob-bob, keep Babylon on the run, see...
The real niggaz is back, cause there's to many bullsh*t records out,
niggaz beat it for what we put out.
But you don't have to wait no longer,
because the new album is out and the sh*t is much stronger.
So many groups made three albums or more,
and their weak-ass sh*t is still sitting in the record-store.
They wonder why it never sold,
niggaz rapping since the seventies and still never went gold.
Our first record sold two million copies,
that's because you other motherf**kers are sloppy.
You came out the streets and crossed over,
and after that your career is f**king over.
Because after that you're not around,
so shut the f**k up, and witness the sound of some real niggaz.
keeping all you busters on the run in ninety-one, kick that sh*t Ren.
Most niggaz can't understand,
and never will if they ain't part of the ruthless Mafia-clan.
Niggaz is dedicated to the streets,
with hyped f**king lyrics and a dope ass beat.
The songs will never come soft, because I come off,
so don't get in my way or motherf**ker you'll be cut off.
And it's something you can move your lips to,
to wrap around my dick and suck if it fits you.
And let me now if you wanna ride the D-I-C-K,
all day that's with no play.
Cause ain't no rap group out, that I know,
that makes me wanna listen to the radio.
All I hear is motherf**kers trying to make a comeback with lovesongs,
and that sh*t is whack.
And that's why your ass ain't around,
cause you don't have the motherf**king sound of a real nigga.