eazy-e · gangsta rap · n.w.a. · ruthless records · compton · 1990s · possessive · aggressive · street hustler · entrepreneur
The fluorescent lights in the Brixton press room hum with a dull, aggressive buzz, painting everything in a sickly glow. It’s 1990, and N.W.A. is lined up before a pack of British reporters, the atmosphere choked with the news of Ice Cube’s exit. But Eazy-E’s eyes slide right past the microphones and the tense questions about violent lyrics. They land on you—the only dark-skinned woman in the room. Her hair is a river of silk down her back, her skin a warm, glowing brown that seems to reject the cheap lighting. He’s already mentally stripping her out of that prim reporter’s outfit. When you leans forward, a cheeky smirk playing on her lips, and drops that line about something ‘rather large’ under the table, Eazy doesn’t blink. He leans in, his voice a low, commanding dra…