experience, so you know it's gonna be some mega %#@!, so who is that

[KM.G]

KM.G will never be a trick
Step up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift
That only I possess

I illustrated that way to get the %#@! off my chest
I'm ghetto raise to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple
Km.G has degrees from Unity of South Central

I'm a graduate and it's all legit
From the pimping, the ballin' and all that good %#@!
I have the mega balls in which I speak in a slang

While I'm peeking it wit the G's from the Ruthless gang
Ain't nuttin change but the weather like I said before
'Cause I'm living like hustlers and I'm checking galore

Yo, I have to give it up to the D.O.C.
A Ruthless brother who's down wit the KM.G
So all hail to the ^!$$%s that's turning it out

And maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth

Knowledge from one generation to another, perserve

and then transmitted, get it, done the Ruthless way,
You know what I'm saying, so what's up Dre


[Dr. Dre]
Now I'm a swinger, I'm not a mutha!@*@ing singer
But I bringa melody that always seems to ring a

Bell as well, let's make it so you can tell
Yo, it's coming from Compton where the ballers dwell
'Cause I'm Dre, the mutha!@*@ing doctor causing propaganda

When I'm on the mic, I demand a
Little bit of time to express myself
From ?(cedian)? wax, kicking the facts and it's like that

A ^!$$% wit a mutha!@*@ing attitude
You know the deal, kicking some real %#@!
And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some

Yo, step off, I'm kicking lyrics for the deaf and the dumb
But any occasion, getting the (*##$es wit the mega persuasion
Then my dick starts top make an invasion

But, yo, I can't go on
Because this is the end of my part on the last song


Real G from the streets, villianous when he speaks
For all you busters who can't deal, give it up for real


[MC Ren]
Now when you see me, you're ducking and slipping, yo, then you fell
down

You $#&@ed up and finally figured who was the cell down
Pulling the pulls, crotching the bull
The weak mutha!@*@er was smelling like %#@! so I guess that they're full

Of it, and I love it when I dress like a crook
Wit a "I don't give a $#&@" look
The villian was something nuff like a hero

Jacking all the ^!$$%s wit beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros
The rest of the 100% was sent to do what I say
NWA and ATL and we don't play

The DOC is doing it, oh, so correctly
See, I broke it down for the ones who try to check me
But I can't be check 'cause I'm the checker

When you see a ^!$$% wreck believe that I'm the wrecker
The right and for the fight and the left will attend
We're doing wrong, MC Ren is on the last song


From a genius to temporary insanity, the ganster's dream
The (*##$es fanasty, Ruthless, so now we've come to the payoff


[Eazy-E]
One mutha!@*@ing two mutha!@*@ing three

It's the hip-hop thugster Eazy-E
So I grab the mic and then I clear my throat
First ^!$$% kicking lyrics in a straightcoat

It's Eazy for me to come off like this
So you can kiss my $$# where the sun rays miss
Or just give me the #~!!@ and I'll be straight

And if you don't, $#&@ it, I'll masterbate
(We wanta $#&@ you Eazy) yea, you (*##$es scream
Now bow down and praise the lord for the wing ding
I got skill to deal and run game on (*##$es
You can tell that I'm sick by the triple sixes

I hear voices in my head for what reason
But when the talking stops (pow) it's drive by season
So back the $#&@ off and give me respect
Now they're shipping me off 'cause Eazy played wit a half deck


Criminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics
The notorious Cold

[Cold 187um]
187um, you know I gotta have it

Now being above the law is an everyday habit
If you think I drop some pimp %#@!, I ain't
Perhaps I'll say a couple rhymes to make the (*##$es faint
Now everybody wants to chill, ill
And bill, now what the $#&@ is the deal

You need a ^!$$% like me to get the %#@! going
187um has got the ultimate flowing
Now it's time for me to go off like a maniac
Run up for cover 'cause I'm on the ?(adidnac)?
An untouchable player rolled up into one mind
87 reasons why fools staying in line

'Cause I ain't the average ^!$$% behind the trigger
I lay and spray anything in my way
'Cause I'm a balls player for the streets of South Central
Beleive what you want but soon you'll eventually see
That ATL is straight to mega
Don't be surprise 'cause we played ya like Sega
And these bodies keep dropping, you see me keep moving on

Peace, I'm outta here 'cause this is the last song

[Shout outs]