Compton

English translation

Now everybody serenade the new faith of Kendrick Lamar.

This is King Kendrick Lamar. King Kendrick and I meant it, my point intended is raw.

Fix your lenses, forensics would've told you Kendrick had killed your pretendance of massacre, and the masses upon us, and I mastered bein' a master at dodgin' your honor.

In the chapter that read at twenty-five I was left dormant like five in the mornin', the Raven spot while Kendrick's performin', and if they take -everything know I got. . .

-Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine.

Hey Dre, what's happenin' with it my nigga?

Still I'm at it, peel the plastic off it, you can feel the magic.

Still I'm laughin' at the critics talkin', I can see 'em gaggin' when I'm back in the back of my city.

Back in the back with a batch of them bangin' Dre beats with me.

Look where I'm at, it's the murder cap and I'm captain at birth in this gangsta rap.

It's a wrap when I'm done and I come a long way from a hundred dollars a month to a hundred mil' in a day, bitch I'm from. . .

Compton,

Compton, ain't no city quite like mine.

So come and visit the tires screechin', ambulance, policemen, won't you spend the weekend on Rosecrans, nigga?

Khaki creasin', crime increasin' on Rosecrans, nigga. Kendrick Conan, nigga.

We don't swore that, hand on a cross and swore that.

I do it big, it's Rasputia for them shooters, Karma Sutra, scream "Fuck your position" and make you own that.

I'm tryna stay grounded like four flats, but I know flats and Piru Crip tats. . .

A swarm on me like a beehive, hop in the G ride.

From the West to the Eastside, know just how Compton roll.

And that's a given.

I pass the blunt, then pass the torch, of course it's my decision. I crash the Porsche then you report that you see me in Benzes.

I must report that we import them narcotics you bought it.

They talked about it when crack hit the speakers, the music business'll blow up every time we throw up a record.

Dependin' on what you expected, I'm sure it's bigger than your religion.

Perfected by niggas that manifested music to live in.

Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine.

So tell a gangsta throw his set high.

Roll it up in a blunt, I'ma take you on that next high.

I did exactly what I wanted, that's what made them checks fly in my direction. You never questioned when I said I would be a mogul before I visit

Tupac in Left Eye. Eazy and Aaliyah, when I see you we gon' test drive a Lambo in

Heaven, but for now I'm on a red-eye flyin' back to my city 'cause I'll forever stand by. . . Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine.

Now we can all celebrate. We can all harvest the rap artists of N. W. A.

America target our rap market, it's controversy and hate.

Harsh realities we in made our music translate to the coke dealers, the hood rich, and the broke niggas that play with them gorillas that know killers that know where you stay.

Roll that kush, crack that case, ten bottles of Rosé. This was brought to you by Dre.

Now every -motherfucker in here say. . .

-Look who's responsible for takin' Compton international. I make 'em holler. . .

Ooh.

-Ayo Just Blaze, good lookin' homie. -Just Blaze.

Ain't no city quite like mine, yeah.

From the city of Compton.

Ain't no city quite like mine.

Mom, I'm finna use the van real quick.

Be back fifteen minutes.