Str8 Outta Compton

Jay Brannan

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    Straight outta compton, a crazy motherfucker named ice cube
    From the gang called niggaz with attitudes
    When I'm called off, I got a sawed off
    Pull the trigger, and bodies are hauled off
    You too, boy, if you fuck with me
    Police are gonna have to come and get me
    Off your ass, that's how I'm goin' out
    For the punk motherfuckers thats showin' out
    Niggaz start to mumble, they wanna rumble
    Mix em and cook em up in a pot like gumbo
    Goin' off on a motherfucker like that
    With a gat that's pointed at your ass
    So give it up smooth
    Ain't no tellin' when I'm down for a jack move

    I seen a rainbow yesterday
    But too many storms have come and gone
    Leavin' a trace of not one God-given ray
    Is it because my life is ten shades of gray
    I pray all ten fade away
    Seldom praise Him for the sunny days
    And like His promise is true
    Only my faith can undo
    The many chances I blew
    To bring my life to anew
    Clear blue and unconditional skies
    Have dried the tears from my eyes
    No more lonely cries
    My only bleadin' hope
    Is for the folk who can't cope
    Wit such an endurin' pain
    That it keeps 'em in the pourin' rain
    Who's to blame
    For shootin' caine into your own vein
    What a shame
    You shoot and aim for someone else's brain
    You claim the insane
    And name this day in time
    For fallin' prey to crime
    I say the system got you victim to your own mind
    Dreams are hopeless aspirations
    In hopes of comin' true
    Believe in yourself
    Lyrics The rest is up to me and you

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    Here's a murder rap to keep you dancin'
    With a crime record like charles manson
    My Ak-47 is the tool
    Don't make me act a motherfuckin' fool
    You and me can go toe to toe, no maybe
    I'm knockin' niggaz out the box, daily
    Weekly, or monthly and yearly
    Until them dumb motherfuckers see clearly
    That Im down with the capital c-p-t
    You can't fuck with me
    So when I'm in your neighborhood, you better duck
    Coz ice cube is crazy as fuck
    When I leave, believe Im stompin'
    And when I'm coming back, boy, I'm coming straight outta compton,
    coming straight outta compton

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