[Intro]

Ey, 'cause I don't think they heard you

Tell 'em what your name is

[Verse 1]

My name's Eazy, yeah this is true

Blowing up the west is what I'm gonna do

Same plan as my old man

Same hood in the motherfucking Astravan

Same gangsta, east-south Compton

A hustler, a nigga will touch ya

And leave ya face down in the gutter

You don't like how I'm living? Well fuck ya, it's Eazy!

Just call me E, Lil E from the C-P-T

And I'm the same person

Worse than 'im, in the hood workin' 'em

Servin' up Compton's finest

A young prince, so call me "your Highness"

G pedigree legit

OG old-school with that new-school lit, now that's that shit

Niggas all know since '84, when the OG Eazy used to sell keezy

Ay you ain't gotta believe me, just see it for yourself but you trying to see me

Nigga, it's a new west coast

And a new young nigga wanna sell like dope

In the city, and you think you can stop it?

It's Eazy-er said, that's old comment

[Verse 2]

Now some do it for the radio, but I don't care

It's warfare when the E on air

Number one son of a G

A young crime wave on the motherfuckin' Compton streets

Like a tsunami, the west behind me

The soul of a double OG inside me

Suicide drive-by, ride soldier

Shootin' in the dark up at hooters barkin' and it's over

One less bitch I gotta worry about

You can see they scared when the lead come out

Lil Eazy E, when the words pop, it's like birds drop

Yeah, nigga, get it where you live

Seventeen years and you know what it is

Lil E got the C-P-T sewn up like a motherfuckin' D-O-C

Yeah, I got Ice like T and I keep it on bang like D-R-E

Certified young Compton G, first son of a legend named Eazy-E

Nigga, it's a new west coast

And a new young nigga wanna sell like dope

In the city, and you think you can stop it?

It's Eazy-er said, that's old comment

[Verse 3]

Lil Eazy, number one son of a gangsta-gangsta

West coast double OG legit

I walk like a Crip and I lock like a pit, I don't play that shit

I'm a destroyer, your ass is gone

If I see you on the set when the lights come on

And any motherfucker thinkin' I'm playin'? *Gunshots*

That's what the fuck I'm sayin'

It's a Compton thing, blue and white tux

On green leaf, bellin', 'cause I don't give a fuck

Since gold van came with the dope man

Niggas on the streets knew what the fuck was up

I make dope, and cut throats, and the game broke

'Cause they can't cope with the rhymes I'm displayin'

When my shit be playin', all you can hear them say is

"Don't fuck around 'cause that nigga is wild"

Lil E's doin' it Compton style

That's the city, and you say you can get some?

Yo, it's Eazy-er said than done

[Outro]

Dedicated to my father, Eric "Eazy-E" Wright, godfather of Gangsta Rap, a legend to always remember. Rest in peace, pop