
Never Left
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- rhythmic
- g-funk
- west coast hip hop
- east coast hip hop
- hardcore hip hop
- boom bap
- conscious
- conscious hip hop
Lyrics
Intro: Eazy-E
Uh, yeah, that's right, mothafuckas
Eazy-Muthaphuckkin-E back in the buildin'
And I brought the Notorious one with me
Boy, you should have known by now
Verse 1: Eazy-E
Cruisin' down the strip in a '64 drop
Calico on the seat and I never stop
Slanging rocks since the Reagan era
Now I'm moving Maybachs and stacking the guap
Poppa, you should have known by now I'm the godfather
Straight from the CPT, never been a fraud or a bother
Talk slick and I'll put one in your ass
Clucker on the corner, I'm the one that they gasp
Muthaphuckkin' G till the day that I'm gone
Rollin' with Biggie, yeah, we carry the throne
Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.
Uhh, check it, son
They said I was gone but I never left
Still the calico king with the mack in the chest
Sheek with the movement, slick with the words
Lyrical lunatic, watch how I merge
Mad real with the game, mad rich with the cream
Poppa in his prime, still living the dream
Brioni on my frame, Loro Piana threads
Black and ugly as ever but I'm eatin' off bread
Fuck all y'all who doubted the legacy
Biggie in the flesh, I'm the new OG
Lucre flowing like the East River at night
Infiniti custom, the headlights ignite
Verse 3: Eazy-E
Yo Big, pass the mic, let me show 'em how it's done
Eazy-Duz-It from the jump, never second to none
Gankin' zone in my borough, they know the name
Hit 'em with the heat, leave 'em stumblin' in flames
Hoes talk shit but they know I'm the captain
Packing the gun when I step, that's a habit
Sucker try to creep, I'm peeling his cap
Compton raised me, nigga, I never look back
Real G till the casket, that's word to my mutha
East side to the West, ain't no other
Verse 4: The Notorious B.I.G.
Uhh, uhh, yeah, let me paint you a picture, pa
Check the cadence, the flow, I'm a lyrical fixture
Nigga tried to test the poppa, now he missing
That's the consequence when you play with a legend
Sheek with the narrative, cinematic delivery
Put a four-finger grip on the mic, that's the synergy
Mad clout in the city, they bow when I walk
Whohoter than Big? Nah, son, just talk
Traded the Lex Coupe for a silent electric
Still the smooth criminal, that's the aesthetic
Cream cascading, the empire expanding
Brooklyn to the Bay, we the ones commanding
Verse 5: Eazy-E
Big, you a monster, I respect the craft
But Eazy still the realist, don't you do the math
Cruisin' on the boulevard, system thumpin' low
Two legends on one track, that's a hell of a show
Nigga talkin' wild, I'm the muzzle loader
One call to the set, they rollin' down the shoulder
Never leave the pad without the nine in the waist
That's the code of the Compton, keep it real in your face
Muthaphuckkin' E, since eighty-eight I been the menace
Now I'm back with the giant, yeah, we switchin' the tennis
Verse 6: The Notorious B.I.G.
Check it, pa, this the last one so I'm givin' it all
Every syllable lethal, watch a nigga stand tall
Rhyme scheme complicated, they can't follow the path
I'm the arkuhtect of bars, they just living in the math
Uhh, Biggie Smalls on the track with the O.G
Two kings of the culture, yeah, you know that's me
Fuck all y'all, I said it, and I meant every word
Black and ugly as ever but my spirit's absurd
Lucre, loot, cream, call it what you want son
Biggie still the greatest, and now the work's done
Verse 7: Eazy-E
Ayo Big, that was murder, I ain't gon' front
Eazy-Muthaphuckkin-E still holdin' the blunt
From the Ruthless days to the forefront of rap
Two legends in the booth, that's a certified fact
Suckers in the rearview, we ain't stoppin' the pace
CPT to BK, young niggas know the face
And if a sucker talk shit, we gon' handle the biz
Eazy and Biggie, nigga, that's the way it is
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