Ez - E

With my loccs on dope out

EZE

I aint come from Easy Street
With my loccs on doped out EZ E
Im so sick im so ill call the CDC
Levitating in the clouds like its DBZ
Yelling F the police like im Easy E
Young Nigga with attitude EZ E

To survive to 25 you a rare breed
Death aint never scare me
On fire like an Aries
Tryna travel like carry
Pull up clean like im Steph Curry
Me and Wali Burt and Ernie
Blue face like sonic ran it up in a hurry
Im the judge executioner and the jury
Baby don't you worry make 30k in her sleep
Bill boe I been bagging champs lord of the rings
I feel like im David Solomon I been damn king
Give me my crown bout to drown
They so watered down
I just Beat trail now im coming for my fortune now
At the top im peaking Fiji
Way to soft got heebee gee bees
She could never easy leave me
But the game gone Easy E me
I got my loccs im rolling dope
Im on a boat im in a meeting
Now my next coliseum
Bout to run up out of seating

Stay away bad energy aint near us
Know that all my lyrics was written in hieroglyphics
Now they always picket that cotton we used to pick it
That stereo keep bumping that so stereotypic
Try to copy try to mimic
Im like rocky on his pivot
Im like rock bowinkle
Shooting star see it twinkle
Take it all unum sanctum
Shaw Howard where he shanked him
Anointed oils get to rising from the sacrum
I reside on shutter island where you can't come
One way street you won't see the light of day from
Run up the heat man that shit burnt it aint cajun
Trying not to sin but so many sensations
Damn thats good
Feel amazing
Tints on my shades so dark they aint see through
Im NWA Easy E fool

EZE



Credits
Writer(s): Mansur Muhammad
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