*Time Skip*
Eric's POV

We were all sitting together on the tour bus. Only person that didn't want to sit with us was Dre. Dre was just being a snobby little bitch at the moment. Nothing new, he did it all the time. Majority of the time, he would get called out for it. You know Dr. Dre himself didn't listen to anyone.

"Aye Yella don't forget that dare!" Cube says hitting Yella in the arm

"I won't." Yella chuckles

I was near the window. So I could look at the scenery. I was thinking all sorts of stuff. I just wanted to get the tour over with. I was a little bit agitated for a few hours being on this tour bus. I think it's worth it at least...

*Time Skip*

"OFF THE BUS!" The driver exclaims 

The sound of a yell woken me up. So did the others. I got up from the seat with the rest of my things. We all got off the bus quickly as possible. The bus driver didn't play no games, he was a very serious motherfucker.

I accompanied the rest of the N.W.A. in this big auditorium. All we heard was fangirls screaming my name. I'm such a great ass guy.

"Are we late or?" Ren says as he was baffled 

"Fuck it guys...let's fuck this stage up." I say as I walk onto the stage putting on my shades

Cube, Yella, Ren, and Dre all followed right behind me.

*Itty Bitty Time Skip*

We were all on stage with microphones in our hands.

"You ready guys?" I asked everyone in the audience with a smirk appearing on my lips 

All you could hear was screaming...

The music started playing.

"You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge." Dre says as he was doing the intro 

Cube gets hype with the beat spitting fire...

  Straight outta Compton, crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube
From the gang called Niggas With Attitudes
When I'm called off, I got a sawed off
Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off
You too, boy, if ya fuck with me
The police are gonna hafta come and get me
Off yo ass, that's how I'm goin out
For the punk motherfuckers that's showin out
Niggaz start to mumble, they wanna rumble
Mix em and cook em in a pot like gumbo
Goin off on a motherfucker like that
With a gat that's pointed at yo ass
So give it up smooth
Ain't no tellin when I'm down for a jack move
Here's a murder rap to keep yo dancin
With a crime record like Charles Manson
AK-47 is the tool
Don't make me act the motherfuckin fool
Me you can go toe to toe, no maybe
I'm knockin niggaz out tha box, daily
Yo weekly, monthly and yearly
Until them dumb motherfuckers see clearly
That I'm down with the capital C-P-T
Boy you can't fuck with me
So when I'm in your neighborhood, you better duck
Cause Ice Cube is crazy as fuck
As I leave, believe I'm stompin
But when I come back, boy, I'm comin straight outta Compton

"Yo Ren!" I exclaim as I dap Ren 

"Whassup?" Ren says as he faked a confused look on his face 

"Tell em where you from!" I yell as I got the audience hype 

Ren took a deep breath. Then, started his verse.

  Straight outta Compton, another crazy ass nigga
More punks I smoke, yo, my rep gets bigger
I'm a bad motherfucker and you know this
But the pussy ass niggaz don't show this
But I don't give a fuck, I'm a make my snaps
If not from the records, from jackin the crops
Just like burglary, the definition is 'jackin'
And when illegally armed it's called 'packin'
Shoot a motherfucker in a minute
I find a good piece o' pussy, I go up in it
So if you're at a show in the front row
I'm a call you a bitch or dirty-ass ho
You'll probably get mad like a bitch is supposed to
But that shows me, slut, you're composed to
A crazy muthafucker from tha street
Attitude legit cause I'm tearin up shit
MC Ren controls the automatic
For any dumb muthafucker that starts static
Not the right hand cause I'm the hand itself
Every time I pull a AK off the shelf
The security is maximum and that's a law
R-E-N spells Ren but I'm raw
See, cause I'm the motherfuckin villain
The definition is clear, you're the witness of a killin
That's takin place without a clue
And once you're on the scope, your ass is through
Look, you might take it as a trip
But a nigga like Ren is on a gangsta tip
Straight outta Compton...

"Woo!" All of us said from the fire that was starting in the room. Not literally, goodness.

"Eazy is his name and the boy is comin!" Dre exclaims

Time for my verse. I was a little bit nervous. I'm glad I got these shades on.

  ... straight outta Compton
Is a brotha that'll smother yo' mother
And make ya sister think I love her
Dangerous motherfucker raises hell
And if I ever get caught I make bail
See, I don't give a fuck, that's the problem
I see a motherfuckin cop I don't dodge him
But I'm smart, lay low, creep a while
And when I see a punk pass, I smile
To me it's kinda funny, the attitude showin a nigga drivin
But don't know where the fuck he's going, just rollin
Lookin for the one they call Eazy
But here's a flash, they never seize me
Ruthless! Never seen like a shadow in the dark
Except when I unload, see I'll get over the hesitation
And hear the scream of the one who got the last penetration
Give a little gust of wind and I'm jettin
But leave a memory no one'll be forgettin
So what about the bitch who got shot? Fuck her!
You think I give a damn about a bitch? I ain't a sucker!
This is the autobiography of the E, and if you ever fuck with me
You'll get taken by a stupid dope brotha who will smother
Word to the motherfucker, straight outta Compton  

"Damn that shit was dope!" Cube yelled 

The song ended. Everyone yelled trying to get on stage. There was one girl in the audience that caught my eye. She had gorgeous eyes, long black hair. She was mixed with something. But, she was very beautiful. I couldn't keep my eyes off her. She couldn't keep her eyes off me either.

*Time Skip* 

All of us were still in the auditorium talking to some fangirls. Giving autographs, and all that other bullshit. I was thinking of that girl I saw in that audience. I didn't really give a shit about the autographs, but I did it for the fans.

"Ouch!" I hear a girl exclaim in pain 

I look up seeing Yella hitting a girl in the face. Yella was running fast as he could God knows where. Everyone started laughing except me. I walks toward the girl asking her, "Are you alright?"

She looks up at me with her hand on her forehead. My eyes widen as I was shock this was the girl I saw in the audience. She looked very pretty close up. Her skin was clear and looked every smooth to touch.

"It's okay. I'm fine. Um...what's your name?" This girl asks me

I chew on my bottom lip saying, "My name is Eric, but people call me Eazy. You?"

"My name is Aaliyah." She says as she gives off a weak smile. 

"I am so sorry about that man hitting you. I'll give him a lick or two if you want me to."

"No. no. no. It's alright Eric. It's not worth it." Aaliyah rubs on her forehead

"I'll be right back. He's going to apologize to you. No doubt about that."

"Okay." Aaliyah chuckles 

*Itty Bitty Time Skip*

I walk back to Aaliyah with Yella beside me. 

"Yella is there something you want to say to this girl?" I ask as I hit Yella in the back 

"I want to apologize for hitting you." Yella gulped 

"It's alright." Aaliyah forgiven Yella 

"Can I go now?" Yella asks me as he was scared after the few times In harassed him

"Get the hell on!" I exclaim as I push Yella out the way

Aaliyah looks at me saying, "You're a little savage."

I blush saying, "You could say that."

Aaliyah cups on one of my cheeks. Feeling her hand on my cheek was very relaxing, but at the same time I was nervous.

"Mm. We should talk more." Aaliyah says as she gives me a little piece of paper

"What's this?" I ask as I look down at the piece of paper. Not having the intention to open it, just yet.

"My phone number silly." She giggles 

"Oh." I understood. "I hope we can see each other again." I said as I was trying to make good eye contact with her beautiful eyes.

"I feel the same way." Aaliyah says with a bright smile appearing on her face 

We both heard footsteps coming upon us. I look seeing this small dude wearing an all purple suit. He was wearing shade himself, he looked pretty fly. He knew how to match his clothing.

"Aaliyah!" The dude exclaims 

Aaliyah groans saying, "What is it father?"

"Time to go!" He says as he claps his hands together 

This dude looked really familiar. I couldn't put my finger on it though. His hairstyle made him even more familiar. He looked white, even though he was black. If that even makes any damn sense.

This dude grabs Aaliyah by the arm in a violent way. I just put my hand over my chest in a little bit of shock.

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