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Ice-T - Born & Raised in Compton lyrics
Now everybody wants to know the truth about a brother named Quik I come from the school of the sly, wicked and the slick A lotta people already know exactly where its at 'Cause it's the home ofthejackers and the crack, Compton Yeah, that"s the name of my hometown I'm goin' down in the town where my name is all around The suckers just be havin' a fit and that's a pity But I ain't doin nothin' but See, my lyrics I'm doublin" up and provin" to suckers that I can throw I'm passin" a natural ten orfour or six or eight before I go Yes, I'm definitely freestylin", all the while still profilin" Never a trickster, DJ Quikster steals the show So that's how I'm livin', I do as I please, you see A younger brother that's up on reality "Cause everybody knows you have to be stompin' If you're born and raised in Compton Born and raised Born and raised Born and raised, born and raised Born and raised in Compton Born and raised Born and raised Born Compton Now Compton is the place where the homeboys chill, you see But then I found that it wasn't no place for me "Cause way back in the day somebody musta wanted me to quit Because they broke in my house and cold stole my s*** They musta thought that I was gonna play the punk role Just because my equipment got stole But I ain't goin' out like no sucker-ass clown Theyfound they couldn't keep a dope nigga down So here's some bass in your face, muthafucka silly sucker Ass docker, now you're duckin" "cause you can! stop a brother Like the Quiksta because I'm true to the game You're lame and things ain't gonna never be the same 'Cause a nigga like the Quik is takin' over I really don't think I should have to explain it Oh yeah, I'm a dog but my name ain't Rover And I'm the kinda nigga thaf s feelin' no pain Sometimes I have to wearthe bullet-proof vest Because I got the CPT sign written across my chest Afunkydope brother never ceases to impress My name is DJ Quik, so you can f*** the rest I'm comin" like this and I'm comin" directly 'Cause suckers get dain-bramaged if I'm doin' damage quite effectively Rhymin" is a battlezone and suckers have no win Cause I'm a veteran from the COMPTON, kick it Born and raised Born and raised Born and raised, born and raised Born and raised in Compton Born and raised Born and raised Born born born and raised in Compton Compton, Compton, Compton, Compton Compton, Compton, Compton, Compton, Compton Yo, check this s*** out, right about now I'd like to send a shout out to my buddy Teddy Bear What's up nigga? What's up KK? My buddy D We got AMG most definitely in the house Whaf s up pretty Greg and big baby Brian cold chillin Talkin" about the Armstrong pack, straight got my muthafuckin' back To my buddy, No Way, what's up, fool Roche is in the house, my buddy Donzelli You know what's happenin', fool, what's up Itch? And Tony Lang is chillin", to my nigga gangsta Wayne And my engineer Joe gettin" busy on the flo' And last but not least I'd like to thank Shabby Blue And we out, peace. |
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