NWA opgericht door de inmiddels overleden Eazy-E(AIDS)
NWA leden waren:
DR. DRE,
MC REN,
EAZY-E,
ICE CUBE,
DJ YELLA,
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N.W.A., the unapologetically violent and sexist pioneers of gangsta rap, is in many ways the most notorious group in the history of rap. Emerging in the late '80s, when Public Enemy had rewritten the rules of hardcore rap by proving that it could be intelligent, revolutionary and socially aware, N.W.A. capitalized on PE's sonic breakthroughs while ignoring their message. Instead, the five-piece crew celebrated the violence and hedonism of the criminal life, capturing it all in blunt, harsh language. Initially, the group's relentless attack appeared to be serious, vital commentary, and it even provoked the FBI to caution N.W.A.'s record company, but following Ice Cube's departure late 1989, the group began to turn to self-parody. With his high-pitched whine, Eazy-E's urban nightmares now seemed like comic book fantasies, but that fulfilled the fantasies of the teenage, White suburbanites that had become their core audience, and the group became more popular than ever. Nevertheless, clashing egos prevented the band from recording a third album, and they fell apart once producer Dr. Dre left for a solo career in 1992. Although the group was no longer active, their influence -- from their funky, bass-driven beats to their exaggerated lyrics -- was evident throughout the '90s.
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____ the Police<Right about now, NWA court is in full effect. Judge Dre presiding in the case of NWA versus the police department. Prosecuting attourneys are M. C. Ren, Ice Cube, and Eazy motherfucking E.>
Fuck tha police,
Comin straight from the underground.
Young nigga got it bad cuz I'm brown,
And not the other color so police think,
They have the authority to kill a minority.Fuck that shit, cuz I ain't tha one,
For a punk muthafucka with a badge and a gun,
To be beatin on, and throwin in jail.
We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell.Fuckin with me cuz I'm a teenager,
With a little bit of gold and a pager.
Searchin my car, lookin for the product.
Thinkin every nigga is sellin narcotics.You'd rather see me in the pen,
Then me and Lorenzo rollin in the Benzo.
Beat tha police outta shape,
And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape,
To tape off the scene of the slaughter.
Still gettin swoll' off bread and water.I don't know if they fags or what,
Search a nigga down and grabbin his nuts.
And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none.
But don't let it be a black and a white one.
Cuz they slam ya down to the street top,
Black police showin out for the white cop.Ice Cube will swarm,
On any muthafucka in a blue uniform.
Just cuz I'm from the CPT, punk police are afraid of me.
A young nigga on a warpath,
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath,
Of cops, dyin in L. A.Yo Dre, I got somethin to say.
Fuck the police,
Fuck the police,
Fuck the police,
Fuck the police.<Example of scene one:>
<Pull your goddamn ass over right now.>
<Ah shit, what the fuck you pullin me over for?>
<Cuz I feel like it. Just sit your ass on the curb and shut the fuck up.>
<Man, fuck this shit.>
<Alright smartass, I'm takin' your black ass to jail.>
<M. C. Ren, will you please give your testimony to the jury about this fucked up incident.>Fuck tha police and Ren said it with authority,
Because the niggas on the street is a majority a gang.
{?} steppin,
And a muthafuckin weapon is kept in a stash,
For the so called law,
Wishin Ren was a nigga that they never saw.Lights start flashin behind me.
But they're scared of a nigga so they mace me to blind me.
But that shit don't work, I just laugh.
Because it gives em a hint not to step in my path.To the police I'm sayin fuck you punk.
Readin my rights and shit, it's all junk.
Pullin out a silly club, so you stand,
With a fake assed badge and a gun in your hand.But take off the gun so you can see what's up,
And we'll go at it punk,
An I'm a fuck you up.Make ya think I'm a kick your ass,
But drop your gat, and Ren's gonna blast.
I'm sneaky as fuck when it comes to crime.
But I'm a smoke em now, and not next time.Smoke any muthafucka that sweats me,
Or any assho that threatens me.
I'm a sniper with a hell of a scope.
Takin out a cop or two, they can't cope with me.The muthafuckin villian that's mad,
With potential to get bad as fuck.
So I'm a turn it around.
Put in my clip, yo, and this is the sound.
Ya, somethin like that, but it all depends on the size of the gat.Takin out a police would make my day,
But a nigga like Ren don't give a fuck to say,Fuck the police,
Fuck the police,
Fuck the police,
Fuck the police.<Yo, man, what you need?
Police, open now. We have a warrant for Eazy-E's arrest.
Get down and put your hands up where I can see em.
Just shut the fuck up and get your muthafuckin ass on the floor.
{?<Yo Eazy-E, why don't you step up to the stand and tell the jury how you feel abou this bullshit.>
I'm tired of the muthafuckin jackin,
Sweatin my gang while I'm chillin in the shackin.
Shining tha light in my face, and for what,
Maybe it's because I kick so much butt.I kick ass, or maybe cuz I blast,
On a stupid assed nigga when I'm playin with the trigga,
Of any Uzi or an AK.
Cuz the police always got somethin stupid to say.They put up my picture with silence,
Cuz my identity by itself causes violence.
The E with the criminal behavior.
Yeah, I'm a gansta, but still I got flavor.Without a gun and a badge, what do ya got?
A sucka in a uniform waitin to get shot,
By me, or another nigga.
And with a gat it don't matter if he's smarter or bigger.And as you all know, here is the rule.
Whenever I'm rollin, keep lookin in the mirror.
And there's no cue, yo, so I can hear a,
Dumb muthafucka with a gun.And if I'm rollin off the 8, he'll be tha one.
That I take out, and then get away.
And while I'm drivin off laughin,
This is what I'll say,Fuck the police,
Fuck the police,
Fuck the police,
Fuck the police.<The verdict.>
The jury has found you guilty of bein a redneck, whitebread, chickenshit muthafucka.>
<Wait, that's a lie. That's a goddamn lie. I want justice! I want justice! Fuck you, you black muthafucka!>Fuck the police,
Fuck the police,
Fuck the police.
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[Dr. Dre]
Yo man there's a lot of brothers out there
flakin and perpetratin but scared to kick reality[Ice Cube]
Man, you been doin all this dope producin
You ain't had a chance to show 'em what time it is[Dr. Dre]
So what you want me to do?{Express yourself!}
[Dr. Dre]
I'm expressin with my full capabilities
And now I'm livin in correctional facilities
Cause some don't agree with how I do this
I get straight and meditate like a Buddhist
I'm droppin flava, my behaviour is hereditary
But my technique is very necessary
Blame it on Ice Cube; because he said it gets funky
when you got a subject and a predicate
Add it on a dope beat; and it'll make you think
Some suckers just tickle me pink - to my stomach
Cause they don't flow like this one
You know what? I won't hesitate to diss one
or two before I'm through, so don't try to sing this
Some drop science; while I'm droppin english
Even if Yella, makes it a-capella
I still express, yo, I don't smoke weed or sess
Cause it's known to give a brother brain damage
And brain damage on the mic don't manage - NUTHIN
but makin a sucka and you equal
Don't be another sequel.. {Express yourself!}{Express yourself!}
{Go on and do it..}
{Express yourself!}
{Express yourself!}
{Go on and do it..}[Dr. Dre]
Now, gettin back to the PG
That's program, and it's easy
Dre is back, new jacks are made hollow
Expressin ain't their subject because they like to follow
the words, the style, the trend; the records I spin
Again and again and again - yo, you're on the other end
Whatch a brother playin dope rhymes, with no help
There's no fessin or guessin while I'm expressin myself
It's crazy to see people be
what society wants them to be, but not me
RUTHLESS, is the way to go, they know
Others say rhymes which fail to be original
or they kill where the hip-hop starts
Forget about the ghetto, and rap for the pop charts
Some musicians cuss at home
But scared to use profanity when upon the microphone
Yeah, they want reality, but you will hear none
They'd rather exaggerate a little fiction
Some say no to drugs, and take a stand
But after the show, they go lookin for the "Dopeman"
Or they ban my group from the radio
Hear N.W.A. and say, "Hell no!"
But you know it ain't all about wealth
As long as you make a note to.. {Express yourself!}{Express yourself!}
{Go on and do it..}
{Express yourself!}
{Express yourself!}
{Go on and do it..}[Dr. Dre]
{Express yourself!} .. from the heart
cause if you wanna start to move up the chart
then expression is a big part of it
You ain't efficient when you flow, you ain't swift
Movin like a tortoise, full of rigor mortis
There's a little bit more to show
I got rhymes in my mind, embedded like an embryo
or a lesson - all of 'em expression
And if you start fessin, I got a Smith and Wessun for ya
I might ignore your record because it has no bottom
I get loose in the summer winter spring and autumn
It's Dre on the mic, gettin physical
Doin' the job, N.W.A is the lynch mob!
Yes I'ma climb, but you know you need this
And the knowledge is growin just like a fetus
or a tumor, but here is the rumor
Dre is in the neighborhood and he's up to no good
When I start expressin myself, Yella, slam it
Cause if I stay funky like this I'm doin damage
Or I'ma be too hyped, and need a straight jacket
I got knowledge, and other suckers lack it
So, when you see Dre, a DJ on the mic
Ask what it's like - it's like we're gettin hyped tonight
Cause if I strike, it ain't for your good health
But I won't strike if you just.. {Express yourself!}
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Straight Outta Compton<You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge>
[Ice Cube:]
Straight outta Compton, crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube
From the gang called "Niggas With Attitudes"
When I'm called off, I got a sawed-off
Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off
You too pay if you fuck with me
The police are gonna have to come get me
Off your ass, that's how I'm goin' out
For the punk motherfucker that's showin' out
Niggas fuck 'em up, and want to rumble
Mix 'em in, cook 'em in a pot like gumbo
Goin' off on a motherfucker like that
With a gat that's pointed at
Your ass, so give it up smooth,
Ain't no tellin' when I'm down for a jack move
Here's a murder rap that keep you dancin'
With a crime record like Charles Manson
AK47 is the tool
Don't make me act the motherfuckin' fool
Me and you could go toe to toe, no "maybe"
I'm knockin' niggas out the box, daily
Yo, weekly, monthly, yearly
Until them dumb motherfuckers see clearly
That I'm down with a capital C P T
Boy, you can't fuck with me
So when I'm in your neighboorhood, you better duck
'Cause Ice Cube is crazy as fuck
As I leave, believe I'm stompin',
But when I come back, boy, I'm comin' straight outta Compton<Yo, Ren, tell 'em where your from>
[Ren:]
Straight outta Compton, another crazy-ass nigga
More bums I smoke, yo, my rep gets bigger
I'm a bad motherfucker and you know this
But the pussy-ass niggas won't show this
But I don't give a fuck, I'm 'a make my snaps
If not from the records, from jackin' or craps
It's like burglary, the definition is jackin'
Or when illegally armed, it's called packin'
Shoot a motherfucker in a minute
I find a good piece of pussy, and go up in it
So if you're at a show in the front row,
I'm 'a call you a bitch or a dirty-ass ho
You prob'bly get mad like a bitch is supposed to
But that shows me, slut, you'll get posed? to
A crazy motherfucker from the street
Attitude legit 'cause I'm tearin' up shit
M. C. Ren controls an automatic
For any dumb motherfucker that starts static
Gotta right hand 'cause I'm the hand itself
Every time I pull an' A K off the shelf
The security is maximum, and that's a law
R E N spells Ren but I'm raw
See, 'cause I'm the motherfuckin' villain
The definition is clear you're the witness of a killin'
It's taken place without a clue
And once you're on the scope, your ass is through
Look, you might take it as a trip
But a nigga like Ren is on a gangsta tip
Straight outta Compton<Eazy is his name and the boy's comin'>
[Eazy-E:]
Straight outta Compton
Is a brother that'll smother your mother
And make your sister think I love her
Dangerous motherfucker raises hell
And if I ever get caught, I'll make bail
See I don't give a fuck, that's the problem
I see a motherfuckin' cop, I don't dodge him
But I'm smart, lay low, creep a while
And when I see the punk pass, I smile
To me it's kinda funny, the attitude show a nigga drivin'
But don't know where the fuck he goin'
Just rollin', lookin' for the one they call Eazy
But here's a flash: they'll never seize me
Ruthless: never seen, like a shadow in the dark
Except when I unload
You see {a shot get you over} hesitation
And hear the scream of the one who got the lead penetrationFeel a little gust of wind and I'll jack
But leave a memory no one'll be forgettin'
So what about the bitch who got shot? Fuck her!
You think I give a damn about a bitch? I ain't a sucker.
This is the autobiography of the E
And if you ever fuck with me
You'll get taken by a stupid dope brother who will smother
Word to the motherfucker: straight outta Compton
[Dit bericht is gewijzigd door Party-pooper op 01-09-2000 13:22]
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FOUNDER Ruthless Records
Loved by man, reviled by a few,Eazy-E was one of the most important figures in hip-hop history. By no means a man of large physical stature, he commanded a respect and notoriety in rap circles that was immediate and undying. Along with Chuck D and Rakim, few other people making rap records had a voice as discernible on wax as Eazy's. As soon as one heard "Boyz-N-The-Hood," "We Want Eazy" or his third verse on "Niggaz4life," there was no mistaking who was on the microphone, the high-pitched, razor-sharp edge of his tones cutting through cacophony. His multi-platinum sales, with no radio or video airplay, and his introduction of rap future legends Dr. Dre and Ice Cube (via NWA), made him just as tall as hip-hop's tallest emcee.
It was ten years ago this year that Eric "Eazy-E" Wright pioneered the creation of what is now considered "gangsta rap," making Ruthless one of the most successful independent record labels of all time. Responsible for the sale of millions of records including those of NWA, JJ Fad, Michel'le, M.C. Ren, Above The Law, Bone thugs-n-harmony and his own hit solo records, Eazy-E more than made history. Without his help, or his label, West Coast hip-hop might have never achieved the national sales or notoriety that makes it popular around the world today.
It began on the streets of Compton, a section of South Central Los Angeles, that before NWA came along and made the locale a household name for the roughest streets in the country, wasn't well known outside of southern California. Eazy, like a few others who ended up making millions of dollars later on in life legitimately,
didn't exactly start his fortune that way. Instead of staying in the game and getting shot or going to jail, he put his money to better use: he opened Ruthless Records.In 1987, Eazy put together a dream team of hip-hop talent that has never been duplicated. The five-man crew--Eazy E, Dr. Dre, Ice Cube, MC Ren and D.J. Yella--called themselves Niggaz With Attitude (NWA) and single-handedly changed hip-hop forever. NWA may not have been the first
rappers to talk about hard times in the ghetto, but the attitude expressed made it distinct. Bolstered by high-powered beats, rugged rhyme styles and hard attitudes, by the time NWA released Straight Outta Compton in 1988, the group members were already superstars. Eazy's multi-platinum debut Eazy-Duz-It, which preceded the NWA release, began a string of multi-platinum success. Their history making careers included the release of Efil4zaggin, the highest charting rap album debuting on BILLBOARD's pop charts , reaching #1 its second week of release.When Eazy-E wasn't on the mic, he was running Ruthless Records overseeing the successful careers of MC Ren, Above The Law and the multi-platinum Grammy Award winner rappers, Bone thugs-n-harmony. He was his own man and unlike a lot of artists who don't have business acumen, owned himself. When he wasn't running his label or mentoring the kids from Athletes and Entertainers to Magic Mountain, he was behind the boards of Los Angeles radio station 92.3 The Beat with his own radio show, Tha Ruthless Radio Show, every Saturday night.
His untimely death on March 25, 1995 left behind an unprecedented hip-hop legacy but his vision lives on through his wife, Tomica Woods-Wright. Eazy's legacy will be continued by maintaining Ruthless Records as a home for groundbreaking new artists while keeping focus on nurturing and developing their established ones.
En als je het mij vraagt WuTang vs Bone... denk ik Bone Thugs n Harmony
maareh nou ga ik, laters..
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