Eazy-e Lyrics - Love & Rockets 1: The Transformation - Murs

And if I hit the switch I can make the ass drop 

Growing up they said the west had no lyricists 

Can you imagine growing up hearing this? 

So I took my hip hop serious 

Years later now the pen game is Furious 

Styles from a Boy-N-The-Hood 

Post G-Funk Era trying to do good 

What about Quik, and Dub C 

King Tee, Eiht, Kurupt and Suga Free? 

They Master Ceremonies 

And they Move Crowds 

See, I'm from the west coast and I'm so proud 

This where crack started and we act retarded 

Niggas be scrapping in the parking lot at Target 

It's fucked up, but it's kind of funny 

And we be set tripping and it ain't over money 

Red and blue is like Muslim and Jew 

And I don't ever think they'll stop but I'm praying that they do 

In '92 we had a truce for a little bit 

Until they started back tripping over little shit 

I was young making sense of this crazy world 

And my childhood hero had a jheri curl 

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When Eazy-E was playing on the radio 

I knew exactly how my day would go 

California sunshine coming in 

Singing gangsta rap with all my friends 

The origins of California hip hop 

Where you can pop lock, or you can get shot 

Black, white, latin, asian, living in this melting pot 

Throw up your W and it don't stop 

My cousins up north that hit me to the game 

It's all California, but we ain't all the same 

To G's up there they had a different swag 

They was grinding out the trunk getting hella cash 

B-Legit man 

E-40 dude 

Del and Heiro got their start up under Cube 

Love to my Bay Area fam 

'93 Til Infinity is still the jam 

And over 20 year later 

They still rocking for the stoners and the skaters 

I used to watch videos by Plan B 

Dream about hitting up the Hubble Ledge or EMB 

Shout out to Tommy B and Ray Barby 

Cause there ain't no party like a Bay Party 

When Mac Dre died, I was brokenhearted 

Show some love to where the independent game started 

The 6-1-9, shout out to Jay-O 

Masters Of The Universe, doing it in DayGo 

I came up on drive-bys and chronic smoke 

And it was hella crazy, but it was kinda dope 

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When Eazy-E was playing on the radio 

I knew exactly how my day would go 

California sunshine coming in 

Singing gangsta rap with all my friends 

The origins of California hip hop 

Where you can pop lock, or you can get shot 

Black, white, latin, asian, living in this melting pot 

Throw up your W and it don't stop 

It goes 6 In The Morning, police at my door 

Fresh Adidas squeak across the bathroom floor 

Ice was telling stories about an inner city war 

He gave the world a taste and they came back for more 

They said "bitch" and Fuck Tha Police 

They said they'd never make a million talking about the streets 

They said they'd never play it on the radio 

Now all you hear is gangsta rap everyday and yo 

We motherfucking pioneers 

All of that shit started out right here 

We didn't make it up but we made if famous 

Then we spread it worldwide, go ahead and blame us 

Growing up, gang culture taught us loyalty 

And that everyone is equal, no royalty 

So there's never been a king of the west coast 

We got some OG's and we respect those 

But anyone can get it if there's beef 

And nobody's undefeated in the streets 

I grew up on palm trees and gangsta rap 

So pardon me, but I'm thankful for that 

You know 

Yeah, and I want to take a minute to give a shout out to pioneers who started this shit. 

Rest in peace Mixmaster Spade, Toddy Tee, Greg Mack, K-Day, K-Ypu, Too $hort, Freddie B, Rappin Ron & Diddley Dog. The Luniz, Shock G, Saafir, Casual, Del, Hobo Junction, I know I'm missing a gang of people, Kidd Frost, Lighter Shade of Brown, Psycho Realm. Everybody that's a part of this great culture. Freestyle Fellowship, Cypress Hill, B-Real, Tha Dogg Pound. Did I miss anybody? I probably missed a gang of niggas man. Rest in peace to Eazy-E, Eric Wright. We out. West side. 

When Eazy-E was playing on the radio 

I knew exactly how my day would go 

California sunshine coming in 

Singing gangsta rap with all my friends 

The origins of California hip hop 

Where you can pop lock, or you can get shot 

Black, white, latin, asian, living in this melting pot 

Throw up your W and it don't stop