H.W.A. - The Conflict Lyrics
[Verse 1]Mother*****, coming off softCover homes that's about to go offLike a rocket, like water in a socketBut harder, like your dickDigging in them guts, better yetStuck up the butt, 'cause that's how you like itRather than mine, Eazy or Dre'sYella, you're a bi, and you go both ways*****, mother*****er, goddam biGet out your tissue, 'cause I'm a make your ass cryYeah, I called you a *****, and you know it, tooPimple faced sucker, ***** you!You don't get no respect from your own damn crewSo what the ***** you want from my hoe troop?They call you a *****, a punk, and a fagSo a hoe put a label on your sissy ass[Chorus]Contagion, confusion and chaosMiss me with thatThe Conflict, ConflictThe Conflict, Conflict[x2][Verse 2]Now let me tell you about a lying MCHe goes by the name of Eazy mother*****ing EHe says he's a woman beater, but he's not a ***** eaterHold on for a second while I sip on my 2 literMother***** the art of sucking dickThat little ass nigga suck a hell of a clitMy panties hit the ground, his head went downStuck his tongue up my ***** and he couldn't hear a soundBut then again, you know I wasn't bothered'Cause all I said was suck it harder, suck it harderHe was sucking my *****, and licking my pearlI'm running my fingers through his Jerry CurlThe goddam shit was all in my nailsIt was sticky and gummy, with a *****ed up smellThe curl activator made me sickI'm just wondering if he curled the dick?Now Ren, you're a sad ass caseA black mother*****er with an ugly faceHard capping around like you're getting some endsYou can't pull a ***** unless you're driving a BenzIn case you didn't notice, down the wayYou're the unknown member of NWAThey got your ass there just to fill a spaceBecause they needed that look of a monster face[Chorus x4][Verse 3]Hold up, I've got something else to sayIt's about this man they call Dr. DreIt was something about you I couldn't pinpointBut it came to me when I smoked that jointI know your ass is strange, it's not quite rightYou proved it to me by fighting a ***** that nightYou picked up a chair, and bashed her headHad it been me, your ass'd been deadThrowing a nose, called your ass outMichelle A, know what I'm talking about?No more lies is the name of that hitYou're talking loud, but you ain't saying shitTry to come back with that old ass rap***** the police, boy your ass should be slappedYou need to take lessons from a pimp producerDre, you ain't nothing but a mother*****ing loser[Chorus][repeat and fade]
