Above the Law Featuring N.W.A - The Last Song ( Lyrics )

[Intro: Laylaw Talking]
Yo, D.O.C. - why don't you blaze that J?
Cause this is the Law House experience
So you know, it's gonna be some mega shit
So who is that?

[KM.G]
KM.G will never be a trick
Step up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift
And only I possess
I illustrated it way to get this shit off my chest
I'm ghetto raise to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple
KM.G has degrees from Uni of South Central
I'm a graduate, and it's all legit
From the pimpin' and ballin' and all that good shit
I have the mega thoughts, in which I speak in a slang
While I'm kicking it with the G's from the Ruthless gang
Ain't nothin' changes but the weather like I said before
Cause I'm livin' like hustlers and I'm checkin' galore
Yo, I have to give it up to The D.O.C
A Ruthless brother, that's down with the KM.G
So all hail to the niggas that's turnin' it out
And maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth

[Break: Laylaw]
Knowledge, from one generation to another
Preserved, and then transmitted, get it?
Down the Ruthless way, you know what I'm saying?
So what's up Dre?

[Dr. Dre]
Now I'm a swinger, I'm not a motherfuckin' singer
But I bring a, melody that always seems to ring a
Bell as well, let's make it so you can tell
Yo, it's comin' from Compton where the ballers dwell
'Cause I'm Dre, the motherfuckin' doctor, causin' propaganda
When I'm on the mic, I demand a
Little bit of time to express myself
From CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that
A nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude
You know the deal, kickin' some real shit
And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some
Yo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb
But any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion
Then my dick starts to make an invasion
But, yo, I can't go on
Because this is the end of my part on the last song

[Break: Laylaw]
Real G from the streets, villainous when he speaks
For all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real

[MC Ren]
Now when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down
You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down
Pullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull
The weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit
So I guess that they're full of it
And I love it when I dress like a crook
With a "I don't give a fuck" look
The Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero
Jackin' all the niggas with beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros
The rest of the 100 precent was sent to do what I say
N.W.A. and A.T.L. and we don't play
The Doc is doin' it also correctly
See, I broke it down for the ones who tried to check me
But I can't be checked, cause I'm the checker
When you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker
The right is for the fight then the left will attend
When doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song

[Break: Lay Law]
From a genius to temporary insanity, the ganster's dream
The bitches' fantasy, Ruthless, so now we've come to the pay off

[Eazy-E]
One motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three
It's the Hip-Hop thugster Eazy-E
So I grab the mic and then I clear my throat
First nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat
It's Eazy for me to come off like this
So you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss
Or just give me the pussy, then I'll be straight
And if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate
(We wanna fuck you Eazy) Yeah, you bitches scream
Now bow down and praise The Lord for the wing ding
I got skill to deal and run game on bitches
You can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes
I hear voices in my head for what reason
But when the talkin' stops (*Gun Shot*) it's drive-by season
So back the fuck off and give me respect
Now they're shippin' me off 'cause Eazy played with a half deck

[Break: Laylaw]
Criminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics
The notorious Cold


[Cold 187Um]
187, you know I gotta have it
Now being Above the Law is an everyday habit
If you think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't
Perhaps, I say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint
Now everybody wants to chill, ill and bill
Now what the fuck is the deal?
You need a nigga like me to get the shit goin'
187 has got the ultimate flowin'
Now it's time, for me to go off like a maniac
Run up, for cover cause I'm on the attiznack
An untouchable player rolled up into one mind
87 reasons why fools stayin' in line
'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger
I lay and spray anything in my way
Cause I'm a boss player, for the streets of South Central
Believe what you want, but soon you'll eventually see
That A.T.L is straight to mega
Don't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega
And as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on
Peace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is the last song

[Break: Laylaw]
Mega place, persuasion, that's from the House
Law House that is; all graduates from U.S.C
For those that don't know, it's the University of South Central

[Dr. Dre]
Yeah, you know that shit Law
Yo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect
Droppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy

[Cold 187Um]
And yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place

[Dr. Dre]
Word up!

[Cold 187Um]
A.T.L definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it

[Dr. Dre]
A dose to the Mega Flex
Yo, right about now we wanna give a shout out to everybody
That helped put this motherafuckin' project together

[Cold 187Um]
Yeah, I'd like to give a shout out to my homie KM.G
Yo, DJ Total Koss, Go-Mack With The Sack and Lay Law

[Dr. Dre]
And you know that, I wanna give a shout out to my homie MC Ren, Eazy-E the hip-hop thuggster, my homie DJ Yella, The D.O.C. and Michel'le

[KM.G]
Yo, shouts goes out to Donovan
Mic Home, Stan, Mike Sims, L.A. Dre, you know, and to Jerry

[Dr. Dre]
And you know that, brand shit
Awww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House
Definitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft
Law House, Hip-Hop

[KM.G]
Break the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law

[Dr. Dre]
West Coast is takin' this shit over

[KM.G]
To the nineties, the nineties

Above the Law - Uncle Sam's Curse ( Lyrics )

[Intro] (sample)
Now, listen you communists and niggas and jews
Tell all your buddies to spread the news
Your day of judgement will soon been nigh
As the Lord in his wisdom looks down from on high
Will his battle be lost by mixin' the races?
We want beautiful babies, not ones with brown faces
Never, never, never, I say
For the Ku Klux Klan is here to stay
Never, never, never, I say
Cause the Ku Klux Klan is here to stay
These Ku Kluxers are better with lynchings than with lyrics

[Song's Intro]
[187um] Nineteen ninety flow
[K.M.G] The return of Above The Law
[187um] And we bring to you, you, you...
[Kokane] Uncle Sam's Curse
[187um] The name of the album is...
[Kokane] Uncle Sam's Curse
[187um] Uncle Sam's Curse
[K.M.G] The return of Above The Law
[187um] And we bring to you, you, you... The name of the album is...
[Kokane] Uncle Sam's Curse
[K.M.G] The return of Above The Law
[187um] Ugh

[KM.G]
When you're mobbin' through the neighborhood
And you have to fade your strap, cause it's like that
That's Uncle Sam's Curse

[Kokane]
Uncle Sam's Curse, Uncle Sam's Curse
Uncle Sam's Curse, Uncle Sam's Curse

[KM.G]
If you're a rebel and you're moving the product
And everybody hates you
That's Uncle Sam's Curse

[Kokane]
Uncle Sam's Curse, Uncle Sam's Curse
Uncle Sam's Curse, Uncle Sam's Curse

[KM.G]
If you're workin' from nine to five on the old plantation
In this U.S. nation
That's Uncle Sam's Curse

[Kokane]
Uncle Sam's Curse, Uncle Sam's Curse
Uncle Sam's Curse, Uncle Sam's Curse

[KM.G]
And if you're prayin' on a fool to jack
And you don't care about the color
Even if he's black
That's Uncle Sam's Curse

[Kokane]
Uncle Sam's Curse, Uncle Sam's Curse
Uncle Sam's Curse, Uncle Sam's Curse

[KM.G]
If the mailman's late with your Government check
And they cut it, the motherfuckers
That's Uncle Sam's Curse

[Kokane]
Uncle Sam's Curse, Uncle Sam's Curse
Uncle Sam's Curse, Uncle Sam's Curse

[KM.G]
And if you're walkin' in the mall and you're wearin' blue
And there's a nigga wearin' red starin' at you
That's Uncle Sam's Curse

[Kokane]
Uncle Sam's Curse, Uncle Sam's Curse
Uncle Sam's Curse, Uncle Sam's Curse

[Hook: Cold 187um]
Yeah, ugh, since we in here, man
Won't you set some shit off man before we get the fuck outta here?

[KM.G]
Oh shit, we wicked
I swear, I'll sweat your ass
Yeah, the clinic came to blast
We lookin' for them fake gangstas
They handing out the murder raps
Yeah, they're shakin' suckers like craps
Shit comes to pass, nigga
I hope you're not a victim of a raper
And let a nigga take your paper
And run, and live life swell
While you're rottin' and rhymin' in a cell
Now break yourself, nigga, how the hell you figure?
You used to need gas, money, hope
Yeah, I guess the G's are full grown

[Cold 187um]
Yeah, now it's time to play the motherfuckin' clown

[KM.G]
You're actin' all stupid like you don't know where we been
We buyin' a gang of gats, so tell a friend
"Tell them"
And God put us here, to innovate first
Now the world's given, Uncle Sam's Curse

[Cold 187um]
See, I don't trust man, nigga, only trust God
So when it's on, bow down to the black mob
I be the dark skinned'd nigga representin' from Pomona
In the ragtop trey, on them gold 'tonas, yeah
Cause I'mma floss for mine, and I'mma toss for mine
To let you know, that it costs for mine, yeah
Cause I'mma come like a true nigga
And for lunch, I think I won't fly twice, nigga
Oh shit, oh shit, we're goin' off the deep end
We y'all off the hook and we're flowin' like the wind
I'mma take off on your ass like a LearJet
And if the shit gets deep, you gonna get wet up
And out of luck, tryin' to fuck with the original
I used to slang dope, but now I get residuals

[Hook]
[Kokane] What's your name?
[187um] 1-87
[Kokane] What's your name?
[187um] 1-87
[Kokane] What's your name?
[187um] 1-87. If I hear you diss my crew, it's on, forever!

Above the Law - Murder Rap ( Lyrics )

[Intro: KM.G]
"Yo, Cold 187. They tryin' to give you a murder rap. And you ain't even like that. Yo, serve these niggas, cause they deserve to get dissed."
(Yeah)
(Check this out)

[Verse 1: Cold 187um]
When I sit down and write and recite for the mic I hold
Make sure my beats are loud and bold and Cold
187, that is my name, makin' it simple and plain
Here to rearrange and change
The things that I couldn't do in the past
Don't be surprised when you got a shotgun up your ass
Perpetrators, that one was just for you
I'm gonna leave ya in your seat remaining without a clue
Glued to my style like a fiend on coke
But if you say the wrong thing, I wash your mouth out with soap
Dope is not the answer
No, I'm not a Cancer
No, I'm not a hero or zero
But a Leo in stereo
And this is not a demo
K-Oss and Go Mack be cuttin' the flex tempo fast

[Hook] [4x]
Now I got a murder rap
Cause a brother like me said well

[KM.G]
Yo, fingerprints ain't nothin without the murder weapon
Keep steppin'
Homicide tried to sweat, but we let 'em have it
You can see they fear through they teeth
Treat 'em like Rolaids and give 'em some relief

[Verse 2: Cold 187um]
I feel action speaks louder than words and verbs
And adjectives, I live the life, the given gift
Not who's first, second or third
Not he said or she said or what you heard, nerd
Cause when you live like that, your life is mangled
In other words your life is all tangled up
I'm not a sucker, always go for mine
Powerlord that's hard from the start, and he will always (climb)
To the top as high as he can achieve
Sometimes that's even higher than the others believe
I'm not a doctor, not a poet, I don't have a degree
Not arrogant, egotistical, I'm the epitome
We take recon, these suckas are lying
Transform into another world as I recite these rhymes
187, he's as hard as it comes
And I don't have to brag
About the size of my gun, son


[Hook] [3x]
Now I got a murder rap
Cause a brother like me said well

[KM.G]
Criminals don't use lyrics and define themselves as notorious
Brothers gotta learn hip-hop anger rages inside themselves
Your freedom will never resist to my contact K-Oss and the homie G

[Verse 3: Cold 187um]
187 breakin' back, backbone of my group
Fat kid in my posse and I'm gettin' loose
Cause I'm takin out posses, causin' bodily harm
Makin' moves to improve as I begin to brainstorm
I'm not inferior, not takin' no crap
Last sucker tried to diss me, cold got his neck slapped
Cause power's my name, sometimes I'm insane
And if I get too mad, I have to rearrange
Your position as a MC, that's the way it should be
The way I get over, I use terminology
That's comprehensive, redemptive
That's evidently not related to the style that you hear everyday
B-boy destroyin' a toy, employin'
While the other suckers are depressed, I'm enjoyin'
What I'm doin', and ruin anyone's hope for my position
Tell em KM.G, they on a mission

[KM.G]
They on a mission
They keep wishin you can't come off
187, you're a menace in your own mind
So take heed and proceed with caution
When he rhymes

Now I got a murder rap
Here's a murder rap to keep ya dancin'
Now I got a murder rap
Cause a brother like me said well

Above the Law - Black Superman ( Lyrics )

[Intro]
"You heard about what's going on in here?"
"Heard a lotta bullshit cocked, I know that much."
"This isn't bullshit, my friend."
"Do you know something?"
"Don't listen."
"What do you know?"
"Maybe I do and maybe I don't. What I say is that they ain't got no business negotiating. We gonna be going back in they're with a bullet for everybody in the yard."
"Is that right?"
"We do it now, we do it later, later it can be new use. Am I right Al?"
"Well, wait, wait, wait minute Frank. We gotta a lotta angry guys in. They're black muslims, Panther's, Young Lord. Besides you average anti-social."
"So we gotta go in right, clean their clocks."

[Talkbox]
'94 revolution

[Verse 1: KM.G]
I hit the loose juice and pulls up in the deuce
He gives me the scoop about the fake ass troops
And how niggas out there wanna play
I take another hit of the way and then I blast away
(How far, playa?)
Far enough to go off the edge
I push another nigga off the ledge
So I stumble as I slide to the Chevy
Yeah, my eyes kinda teary and gun kinda heavy
I'm a walking dead man is what they call me when I'm comin'
Got the big S on my chest, so I'm kinda gunnin'
High powered on my way to the West Side
To check upon on some chickens
It's a hell of a drive, so drive on
As I hit my dodo stick to the breaking dawn
Crime fighting's what I do and niggas in my crew
Don't take lightly to you bustas and so we say, "Fuck you"
Then buck you, tuck you in for the night
As you think about the paper at the funeral site
So when I'm hangin' with the clique, and we in demand
I feel good that the city of angels call me black superman

[Hook (x2)]
Now everybody sing
Black superman
Now everybody know
Black superman

[Interlude]
*phone rings*
[Hutch's answerphone:] "Yo this Hutch, I ain't in right now
But uh, leave a message at the beep
You know I'm out flossin' and tossin', dippin' and trippin'
You know what I'm sayin'?"
[KM.G:] "Aye Hutch man uh, they just leavin' yo mama's house, um, I don't know what they got but, um man, they lookin' for us, man
Call me over at Peach's house."
*hangs up phone*

[Verse 2: Hutch AKA Cold 187um]
Now it was once said by an ol' loc G
Always tryna come up, yeah, and that's a G
Uh, cause when I bomb it's like a curse
Cause see, once in a lifetime everybody did some dirt
I guess it got to me the same
So at the age of 15, I entered the dope game
I had my game locked up tight
In the day I went to school, but I clocked all night
And when I went to class I always felt asleep
But I was out like a motherfucker, if somebody beeped
My teacher said, "Boy, can't it wait?"
I said, "No, I got to put some mo' icing on my cake."
I think I saved about 50 G's
I bought a truck, a house, and a Coupé on D's
Mom is trippin but she really don't know
All I'm thinkin' is she ain't on the county no mo'
Before my mama fucked with the county again
I'd rather take the risk of doin' 5 to 10
I'm not takin' a chance, I'm straight makin' a chance
So now we deserve to get what we wanna get
I got my mama up outta there
Because y'all motherfuckers just don't care
Uh, you really wanna know why I sold scum
Because my mama to me comes number one
Now you sucker motherfuckers don't understand
But to my mama, I'm her real Black Superman

[Hook: Talkbox (x2)]
Now everybody know
Black superman
Now everybody sing
Black superman