Yo man, I don't think they heard you. Why don't you tell them what your name is? My name is Easy, yeah this is true Keeping your attention is what I'm gonna do Hardcore, yo I could never be soft Ask them am I deaf and they say the board goes off Building up momentum without touching my rhyme Suckers stay away because yo, they know the time Quiet on the second I'm about to begin And if you didn't hear me boy, I'll tell you again My name is Easy, or just call me E But it doesn't really matter to me Because I'm the same person, whether serious or rehearsing I just gotta keep cursing But this is for the radio so I better chill They won't play it if I cold get ill But I'm like that, and that's a actual fact Because the street is where my heart is at Yo, I don't do dope, but I'm dope Not a dope, but I'm doper than anybody who tries a coke With the rhyme I'm displaying And the beat that's playing Yo, you can try all day and you still won't match up With the roofless pile Cause Easy's doing it Copton style Cause that's the city, and you say you can get some Yo, it's easier said than done Now it's easy for me to get my point across So listen up close, if you don't you might get lost I'm not a role model or a Dr. Seuss Yo, I'm a gangster, and I'm about to get stupid I guess it's time for the trauma With the E-H-D-Y-E comma, now that's drama Now pay attention by the way I must mention I'm coming off hard in the third dimension With a glass, but you don't need no glasses to stare Just pop your tape in and it's just like you're there With the E on the gangster tip So if you think I'm a flip or slip Don't even trip, cause I'm a destroyer My homie Dre is a doctor, not a lawyer Dope MC, employer on roof Listen, that's my label We get the money, the women, and cold busted fat cables, boy Master rhyme is a toy I made you spank while you're sucking what the girls enjoy You must be sick, or you're lonely How you gonna *** me when you don't even know me? Yo, Ren, what's up? Get the cash, show them where it's at And that's just the sound, next time I'm pulling your cap To let you know where I'm coming from Easy said it, and it shall be done 380 dope jams is a part of the cycle Easier said than done, yeah, that's the title Loving the ladies, only the fly ones, you know But what if she's lucky? Easy come, easy go Don't ask to battle me, homeboy, what's that? You wanna battle me, boy, you better be strapped Cause where I'm from, it ain't about all that playing Now that's what I'm saying Said before that I was born in 73 Now everybody wants to know the A.G.E. Girls on the tip, fellas too, it seemed Had everybody thinking I was only 15 The fellas were annoying me, the ladies were enjoying me What was I to do? I wish I'd let the ladies through Cause the ladies, I love them nice, tender, and soft I hate male groupies, so just step the hell off I'm the real easy, those others be faking Trying to gain fame off the name I'm making Saying on your records you could get some Yo, homeboy, it's easier said than done