Nwa Quotes

Hey, man, I'm old school. Don't make me bust out the Easy-E and the N.W.A I will got straight up gangsta on your ass. No one is more hardcore than a rich, suburban white girl.

Everything (N.W.A.) attempted had to possess criminal undertones. I can only assume they spent hours trying to deduce villainous ways to microwave popcorn (and if they'd succeeded, there would absolutely be a song about it, assumedly titled "Pop Goes the Corn Killa", or "45 Seconds to Bitch Snack").

The head/heart duality is a well-known cultural phenomenon. In everyday speech we use "heart" as a shorthand to refer to our emotional state or our faith and "head" to refer to cognition or reason. Should I follow my head or my heart? Both "head" and "heart," while they are literally the names of body parts, are commonly used to stand for nonbodily phenonmena, for mental processes. But what body part do we use when we want to refer explicitly to our coporeal self? Whe, the humble "ass," of course! Consider the seminal gangsta rappers Niggaz with Attitude, who in thier classic track "Straight Outta Compton" rhyme: "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." Do the guys in NWA mean to say that a gun is literally pointed downward, at your tuchas? Of course not. We understand that in this context "ass" means "corporeal self.

Niggaz start to mumble, they wanna rumble/ Mix em and cook em in a pot like gumbo.” —N.W.A.

One dispute I didn’t win involved the NWA’s decision that the champion should not appear on cards that featured women wrestlers, midgets, wrestling bears, or any kind of carnival act.  Everyone agreed credibility was critical whenever the champion appeared, and even the promoters who used a lot of those acts conceded they didn’t exactly enhance their chances for projecting a first-class image, so the rule was adopted unanimously.

More than any other individual rapper, Dr. Dre deserves recognition for his role in helping turn the page on the crack epidemic. As a member of N.W.A. and producer for the group, he helped articulate the conditions of life in the ghetto on songs like “Dopeman,” “Fuck tha Police,” and “Gangsta Gangsta.” Then in 1992, three years after leaving N.W.A., Dr. Dre dropped his magnum opus, The Chronic. The album is ranked by many, including Vibe, Spin, and Rolling Stone, as one of the greatest albums of all time.

Although she has a reputation as a serious and hardworking professional in her field of biomedical research, Trisha Pfluger, M.S., PMP, a Northwest Arkansas resident, still thinks of herself as a fun, approachable person. When not working, Trisha Pfluger of Northwest Arkansas takes the time to meditate and hike with her dog on the beautiful trails of Northwest Arkansas (NWA) near her retreat home. Since founding Juno Biomedical in 2014, Trisha Pfluger, a Northwest Arkansas businesswoman, has led the company to great success in developing next generation deep brain stimulation (DBS) technology in close collaboration with a team of experts at the FDA.

With the WWF’s clout in the PPV arena already entrenched, McMahon saw an opening. He told cable providers that he was going to air his own show—the Survivor Series—that night, and if any of them showed Starrcade instead, he wouldn’t let them show WrestleMania IV. (Some retellings say that McMahon threatened that they’d never do business with the WWF again at all.) The cable companies by and large assented to McMahon’s power grab, and the NWA took a huge financial hit.

Here was a separate world, with different wrestlers and a wholly different concept of the wrestling enterprise. Where the NWA as a whole—and GCW in particular—had become increasingly gritty and realistic, the WWF was gaudy and cartoonish, a parade of outsize gimmickry. Where GCW was filled with angst, the WWF was all bombast. If GCW was a well-choreographed brawl in a bar parking lot, the WWF had the glittery sheen of a major boxing spectacle. They were in many ways similar, but to the Southern fan attuned to the traditional NWA sensibility, the WWF couldn’t have been more alien.

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I rapped on the door. By which I mean I knocked on it, not that I did a little MC-ing. But if I had’ve done a little MC-ing, it would’ve been quite angry stuff, like NWA when they’re on about the Rodney King incident. Only I’d have made it less about police brutality and more about old Devon men ripping young folk off with their made-up stories of broken down cars. And there I think you’ll find the main difference between British and American crime.

It was the spirit of the times: we applied high theory to shampoo ads, philosophy to NWA videos.

Whether or not you agreed with the group’s incendiary style, one thing most people will agree on: N.W.A had a deep, trans-formative and lasting effect on hip hop ideology.

When deployed in rap vernacular, the word villain feels slightly anachronistic, particularly when prefaced by the adjective mother-fuckin’. It’s a little old-timey. But there simply wasn’t a word that better described N.W.A’s public aspirations with such accuracy. I suppose gangsta is the only other word that came close, a modifier so flexible it could even be used to describe how rappers operated their cars. If you lowered the seat and tilted your body toward the vehicle’s passenger side, the posture was referred to as the “gangsta lean.” Spawned in 1972 by forgotten R&B wunderkind William DeVaughn, “gangsta lean” is an amazingly evocative term, particularly to those who did not initially know what it meant. But once you unpacked the definition, it merely outlined a villainous way to drive your jalopy to White Castle, operating from the position that appearing villainous was an important way to appear at all possible times. This was very, very important to the members of N.W.A. It was the only thing they seemed to worry about. Everything they attempted had to possess criminal undertones. I can only assume they spent hours trying to deduce villainous ways to microwave popcorn (and if they’d succeeded, there would absolutely be a song about it, assumedly titled “Pop Goes the Corn Killa” or “45 Seconds to Bitch Snack”).

Straight Outta Compton, N.W.A’s debut album, from selling three million records without a radio single.

Rock and roll is not a guitar, it’s not long hair—that’s not rock and roll. It ain’t about an instrument, or this or that. The blues is the start of it all,” Ice Cube said. “You add some rhythm to that blues and you have all kind of people that’s doing rock and roll. And that develops into hip-hop. All of it is a spirit—the spirit of coming outside of the box. If you don’t see how N.W.A is rock and roll, then you really don’t get what it’s all about.

B. & Rakim. Then straight after that we did the Bring the Noise tour with Public Enemy, N.W.A, and EPMD. “Colors” was always my opening song.

N.W.A dropped Straight Outta Compton, and when Ice Cube said the line “from the gang called Niggas Wit Attitudes,” boom—suddenly the media had a new phrase to latch on to: 1988 was the year of gangsta rap. N.W.A took it to stratospheric heights, and I was

N.W.A dropped Straight Outta Compton, and when Ice Cube said the line “from the gang called Niggas Wit Attitudes,” boom—suddenly the media had a new phrase to latch on to: 1988 was the year of gangsta rap. N.W.A took it to stratospheric heights, and I was dubbed the godfather of the movement.

Eazy, Dre, Cube. Conceptualizer, musicalizer, lyricizer. Father, son, and holy ghost. The trinity behind N.W.A.