[Intro]
Yo, we comin' at you hard, N.W.A in the house,
Old school beats, let’s turn it out!
[Verse 1]
You call yourself a legend, but where's the proof?
Rolling with the pack, man, that’s not your truth.
"Dear Mama" cries, but your life was a mess,
With your gangsta tales, we ain’t impressed.
You preachin' revolution, but what did you give?
Ridin' with the heat while kids struggle to live.
You gotta know the streets; it's more than a show,
We paved the path, while you played the pro.
[Pre-Chorus]
You’re stuck in the past, we’re the voice of today,
Gettin' hype on the grind, man, we paving the way.
[Chorus]
N.W.A, we straight outta Compton,
Runnin' this game, see your empire flounderin'.
Put the mic down, this is our territory,
You can't touch us, this ain’t no glory story.
[Verse 2]
You think you’re a god, but we kneel for none,
Dropped hits like bombs, while your hits were fun.
"Changes" was nice, but where’s your innovation?
We came with the heat, ignited a generation.
Tell me ’Pac, were you really livin' that life?
We felt your pain, but we’re cuttin’ like a knife.
Grew up in the struggle, but we found our way,
While you were lost in the fame, we’re the ones who slay.
[Pre-Chorus]
So put down the mic and step back from the scene,
Your words have a spark, but ours hit like a machine.
[Chorus]
N.W.A, we straight outta Compton,
Runnin' this game, see your empire flounderin'.
Put the mic down, this is our territory,
You can't touch us, this ain’t no glory story.
[Bridge]
We don’t need your validation, we breakin' the mold,
While you tell your tales, our truth remains bold.
Street credibility? We made that our crown,
N.W.A, forever wearin’ that gown.
[Outro]
So take a step back and learn from the best,
N.W.A in the game, we’ll always invest.
Old school beats, but our flow's still alive,
In this rap fight for truth, we’ll always survive.
NWA
