Am Anfang War... Die Schöpfung Songtext / Lyric

Yo, this is Yella, as we wine down to the final song

I wanted to make this one to remember my lil' nigga E

I know he wanted this track on his record

Though he was takin' from us to god damn soon

So I finished for him peace nigga

We did a song fuck da police you know

And everybody been hearing fuck sayin'

Fuck da police for years and years and years

And finally it took a muthaphukka to video tape

A nigga gettin' the shit beat out of him

For everybody else to say fuck da police

And we did fuck da police people put us down

And sayed we were ahead of our time you know it

Took the video you know ya shot by accident

To tell the truth and open the worlds eyes

Yes, we do have a serious problem in L.A.

And other citys true retaliate happens all the time

People tryin' to change things for years but I don't

Think anything is gonna help the problem is to deep

N.W.A. is just being brutally honest.

City of Compton, City of Crompton

City of, City of Compton, baby, baby

They swearin' on cable T.V. it ain't teachin'

Nobody nothin' new, 'cause little kids grow up

You know one, two years old hearin' there mother

Sayin' fuck this, you little son of bitch, I beat

The shit out of you and all this shit and you know

They pick up from all the shit and you know so they

Learn shit you know it's not gonna be teachin'

Muthaphukkaz nothin' new

'Cause I got some new words for your ass

We don't tell you to go out and gang bang

We tell you ya know and our songs is as you

Know if you could go out stealin' and killin'

And beatin' up people all day but that person

Ends up dead or in jail sometimes he gets away

You know and we don't have no rags no red no blue

Rags and tellin' we gonna go out and creep or go

Out and do that other thing or whateva it is

You know we ain't tell you to be joinin' no gang

Or whateva else

Rollin' down, rollin' down, rollin' down

Eazy-Muthaphukkin'-E

The Hip-Hop Thugsta from the CPT

Compton Style, real niggaz, nigga For Life

We don't die, we don't diw, we don't die

I'd like to send all my love out to his kids

And my God Son Derik, Little D to all his family

To his wife and everybody who loved him

And the people that didn't love 'em

Yo, E, tell these niggaz whats up

I say fuck 'em, hehehaha

I tried thats right fuck these muthaphukkaz

To all the real niggaz out there

We still in this muthaphukka

Beware, '96 Style, '96 Style

Yeah, Big Man, we out, as I was sayin' before

See you around buddy boy

I'm feelin' to fuck all, goodbye, shit