You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge (Verse 1: Ice Cube)
Straight outta Compton, crazy mother***er named Ice Cube
From the gang called Niggaz 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 *** with me
The police are gonna hafta come and get me
Off yo' ass, that's how I'm goin' out
For the punk mother***ers 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 mother***er 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 mother***in' 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 mother***ers see clearly
That I'm down with the capital C-P-T
Boy you can't *** with me
So when I'm in your neighborhood, you better duck
Cuz Ice Cube is crazy as ***
As I leave, believe I'm stompin
But when I come back, boy, I'm comin' straight outta Compton Chorus: [City of Compton, City of Compton] [Eazy E] Yo Ren
[MC Ren] Whassup?
[Eazy E] Tell em where you from! (Verse 2: MC Ren)
Straight outta Compton, another crazy ass nigga
More punks I smoke, yo, my rep gets bigger
I'm a bad mother***er and you know this
But the pussy ass niggaz don't show this
But I don't give a ***, I'ma 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 mother***er 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 mutha***er from tha street
Attitude legit 'cause I'm tearin' up ***
MC Ren controls the automatic
For any dumb mutha***er 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, cuz I'm the mother***in' 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... Chorus: [City of Compton, City of Compton] [Dr. Dre] Eazy is his name and the boy is comin... (Verse 3: Eazy-E)
Straight outta Compton
Is a brotha that'll smother yo' mother
And make ya sister think I love her
Dangerous mother***er raised in Hell
And if I ever get caught I make bail
See, I don't give a ***, that's the problem
I see a mother***in' 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 *** 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? *** 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 *** with me
You'll get taken by a stupid dope brotha who will smother
Word to the mother***er, straight outta Compton Chorus: [City of Compton, City of Compton] [Damn that *** was dope!]