Prisoner, like a hostage, yo, you should've covered your muggly old head like an ostrich Deep in the dirt, cause you's a sucker, and your ass up high so I can kick the motherfuckers up top Don't try to hang your fester, boy, cause my putter beats will pour up your ass, you'll get hemorrhoids Before you try to fuck with Wren, I'll put two in your ass and you'll be itchy size ten First come, first serve, whoever's got the nerve, step up and get what you deserve I'm the word of a motherfucking hip-hop maniac, brainiac, so what you oughta do is step the fuck back The hot pussy think a rap will last, what your ass said, this shit is set in the past Yo, be original, yo, this shit sloppy, get off this shit, it's just motherfucking coffee Falling deep in the drums for many a style, so one of the reasons I knew I ran a hundred miles Cheating and I was beating the crowd, I kept seating for weak motherfuckers biting off and they kept eating Styles that kept me full of bull, cause the focus was local and nightclubs And not getting paid in full, ain't got the nerve to cuss Only reason I'm singing big in your record is cause they thought it would suck Yo, giving what I gotta give, doing what I gotta do, you don't care for me, so who gives a fuck about you You can't harm me, alarm me, cause we're the generals in this dickhole hip-hop army Been taking new attitudes, if you didn't know, we blow flow and didn't move slow from the get-go Yo, titles to take it, yo, this shit hot, y'all kick the brake in It's the real thing You can run but you can't hide, you know I'ma find you Cause I'm looking like Rance, only two steps behind you Don't look back, because you're shaking and all scared, I'm eating in black, can be your scariest nightmare So sleep with the lights on, forget that the mic's on, don't step on the motherfucking stage with our mics on Go see a psycho, and then you just might go, mentally fucked up when I land a right blow All these niggas with the jibber jabber, but couldn't kill a fly with a motherfucking blood jammer Gangsters and black are out there, but only because yo, it's the shit we wear All my motherfuckers is gay, but I'ma love it when you drop like a motherfucker So yo, step off, go to bed, cause if you're misled, you get a motherfucking bullet in your forehead Black, the good, the bad, the ugly, see, along streetwise, and you know me Rolling with some real niggas, playing boogies, but you motherfuckers don't know who run the streets With that hardcore hip-hop rap-ish Now how much harder can another nigga get? Tryna be like us, sound like us, dress like us Ashes to ashes and dust to dust So niggas, niggas, niggas, niggas, niggas, niggas, please Since you own the shit, why don't you drop to your knees? Cause I'm a motherfucker that's out to kill, easy eat, I'm a nigga that's real Real niggas Straight off the streets of Compton Quick to getting your ish without a second thought And if your ass gets smoked, it's my bullet you caught So if you talk niggas about your niggas in black Bow down to the kings right ahead They played out, that's what's in the chat And one nigga left and they said we ain't having it People had thought we was finishing and done with But if you think about it, yo, we really ain't done yet So cover your ears and wipe your tears And quit sniffing all over my niggas for new ideas And when the new record comes, don't come like a pimple bump Act like a nigga, I need to buy you a pump You're all niggas of course, niggas not one And when it comes to niggas, you don't even have one So brace yourself to make sure you don't get fucked up Cause if I let you slide, it's just cause you're lucked up Don't come to my face again, because I'ma floor ya And if you're a bitch, I'm a nigga, I won't ignore ya Because my attitude's a little bigger Cause MC Brent is one of the real niggas Lost in the motherfucking world of madness Sadness for dreams, just making niggas glad And suck a motherfucking like you, making whack jams Because it only shows you how dope I am, never try to ignore us When I'm expressing, stand still, I can pull a rigor mortis Cause I'm a real nigga, but I guess you're bigger You can break me, take me, but watch me pull the trigger Dre is just a nigga with heart, a nigga that's smarter A nigga that's paying to stay when others are scared to play We started out with too much cargo So I'm glad we got rid of Benedict Arnold Yo, NWA, criticize for what we say But I'ma do this shit anyway Cause I'm the motherfucking doctor, never faking Yo, Yella, kick the motherfucking break in Break in This is the real thing You are now Real, real, real This is the real thing You are now Real, real, real N.W.A. Straight out of motherfucking Taking over shit It's from the 1990s Dr. Dre, DJ Yella, Eazy-E And I am MC Ren N.W.A. taking over this motherfucker