Featuring: Meg & Dia The Notorious B.I.G. 2Pac

Producer: Eazy-E

[Chorus]
[Meg & Dia]
Monster
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here
Looking through the window...
Monster
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here
Looking through the window...

[Eazy E]
1,2,3, and to the 4
Eazy muthafuckin' E
With the chrome to your dome
Cruisin' in my '64 rag top
I got a lot of juice
A lot of fuckin' block
Now when I hit that switch I'm bouncin'
More bounce to the ounce
And I'm clownin'
Keep the gat in my lap
Cuz I'm fully strapped
For the car jackers
Fuck no hapsters
I pack a Tech-9
Plus a AK-47
Send a one way ticket to my hell
Or maybe heaven, peep
Nigga I don't sleep
Burry muthafuckas in the concrete
You try creep kinda slow in a Astro
But I peep you niggas out in my left window
So I blast and I blast til I blast no mo
Yo, they call a muthafucka John Doe

[Chorus]
Monster
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here
Looking through the window...
Monster
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here
Looking through the window...

[2Pac]
Now ever since a nigga was a seed
Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin
Ridin on these niggas cause they lame
In a six-one Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?
Blame it on my momma I'm a thug nigga
Up befo' the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers
Tell me if it's on, nigga then we first to bomb
Bust on these bitch-made niggas hit 'em up, WESTSIDE
Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga
Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I smoke niggas
I love my females strapped, no fuckin from the back
I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at - right?
Passed by while these niggas wonder why
I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try
Did I cry, hell nah, nigga tear I shed
For all my homies in the pen, many peers dead
Niggas still ballin

[Chorus]
Monster
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here
Looking through the window...
Monster
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here
Looking through the window...

[Notorious BIG]
So you wanna be hardcore
With your hat to the back, talkin bout the gats in your raps
But I can't feel that hardcore appeal
That you're screamin, baby I'm dreamin
This ain't Christopher Williams, still some
MC's got to feel one, caps I got to peel some
To let niggas know... that if you fuck with Big-and-Heavy
I get up in that ass like a wedgie
Says who? Says me, the lyrical
Niggas sayin, "Biggie off the street, it's a miracle"
Left the drugs alone, took the thugs along with me
Just for niggas actin shifty
Sticks and stones break bones, but the gat'll kill you quicker
Especially when I'm drunk off the liquor
Smokin funk by the boxes, packin Glocks is
Natural to eat you niggas like chocolates
The funk baby

[Chorus]
Monster
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here
Looking through the window...
Monster
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here
Looking through the window...

DJ Easy

Eazy-E

Eric Lynn Wright, professionally known as Eazy-E or Casual, was born on September 7th, 1964, Eazy-E got his name from back in the days when he sold drugs on the streets of Compton, where he lived his whole life. He also was a member of Kelly Park Compton Crips.

In 1986 Wright took the money he gained from this “business” to found the record label Ruthless Records, together with Jerry Heller, his manager. The first artists signed in to this label was Eazy’s group “Niggaz With Attitude”, N.W.A, the first rap group who published a track “Fuck Tha Police”, which caused a warning by the FBI.

A very big part of E’s music career was his beef with Dr. Dre, caused by Dre’s diss “Fuck Wit Dre Day” and his assumption that his contract on Ruthless Records was a scam. On almost every track released after 1993, Eazy mentions Dre or the Death Row Records Posse.