OFTB - "I Ain't From Compton" lyrics
*** Complimentary I Ain't From Compton Ringtone ***
N.W.A.'s "Straight Outta Compton" plays*
'Eazy is his name and the boys is coming (Straight Outta C..)'
*record is suddenly cut off*
Hold it now wait hold it
That's PLAYED out *DJ cuts and scratches* hit it!
Straight up Watts! (repeat 4X)
The latest tape and it's out from the LA town
Four niggaz from Watts operate with rhymes
millimete but it's bound to go deep, as I proceed
If you woke up late then I'ma pull out the nine
to the next line, born in LA, Watts raised me up
Not Compton where if I was a sell-out I'd be a
stupid motherfucker but I'm not, no I'm not a zero
You ran 100 Miles to avoid a jack
Tell you whatup, c'mon, niggaz ain't hero
It's vinyl put to walls, you can't hang, how can your figure
The Bottom group will meet yo' ass on the tracks
Let's be honest -- have you ever squeezed a trigger'
In the late 70's yo the courthouse was built
Nah but I'm sure it was somethin like that
A year later the first nigga was kilt
(Caught stealing hubcaps, is that a fact')
Where I'm from niggaz are BROKE, and fuck bein RUTHLESS
If you're RUTHLESS, ass'll be TOOTHLESS
Bow till they feel the flipside straight stompin
And I ain't from Compton
Straight up Watts! (repeat 4X)
"Attitude but I ain't from Compton" --> Paris
Straight up Watts! (repeat 4X)
"Attitude but I ain't from Compton" --> Paris
Hey close the doors and windows, hide your goods
Hold my zone with a vicious appetite
When the Bottom of Watts is in your motherfuckin hood
And we'll take your shit (after we take your life)
That's why these suckers think twice about comin to Watts
You know it's real gangbangers, murders and dope spots
(This ain't no lookalike shit) my city's for real
So don't commit suicide, come to Watts and get killed
I'ma let my posse tell you (that shit sound weak!)
And you fake motherfuckers 'takin all of the streets'
My lyrics don't lie niggaz die everyday
You better check your map, cause Watts in in LA
(South Central motherfucker) where the shit is CRITICAL
You wanna make a change and roll with my crew'
Brothers killin brothers makin blacks look PITIFUL
And Chief Darryl Gates, FUCK YOU!
But hold up a second let's get back to the topic
'Eazy is his name and the boys is coming (Straight Outta C..)'
*record is suddenly cut off*
Hold it now wait hold it
That's PLAYED out *DJ cuts and scratches* hit it!
Straight up Watts! (repeat 4X)
The latest tape and it's out from the LA town
Four niggaz from Watts operate with rhymes
millimete but it's bound to go deep, as I proceed
If you woke up late then I'ma pull out the nine
to the next line, born in LA, Watts raised me up
Not Compton where if I was a sell-out I'd be a
stupid motherfucker but I'm not, no I'm not a zero
You ran 100 Miles to avoid a jack
Tell you whatup, c'mon, niggaz ain't hero
It's vinyl put to walls, you can't hang, how can your figure
The Bottom group will meet yo' ass on the tracks
Let's be honest -- have you ever squeezed a trigger'
In the late 70's yo the courthouse was built
Nah but I'm sure it was somethin like that
A year later the first nigga was kilt
(Caught stealing hubcaps, is that a fact')
Where I'm from niggaz are BROKE, and fuck bein RUTHLESS
If you're RUTHLESS, ass'll be TOOTHLESS
Bow till they feel the flipside straight stompin
And I ain't from Compton
Straight up Watts! (repeat 4X)
"Attitude but I ain't from Compton" --> Paris
Straight up Watts! (repeat 4X)
"Attitude but I ain't from Compton" --> Paris
Hey close the doors and windows, hide your goods
Hold my zone with a vicious appetite
When the Bottom of Watts is in your motherfuckin hood
And we'll take your shit (after we take your life)
That's why these suckers think twice about comin to Watts
You know it's real gangbangers, murders and dope spots
(This ain't no lookalike shit) my city's for real
So don't commit suicide, come to Watts and get killed
I'ma let my posse tell you (that shit sound weak!)
And you fake motherfuckers 'takin all of the streets'
My lyrics don't lie niggaz die everyday
You better check your map, cause Watts in in LA
(South Central motherfucker) where the shit is CRITICAL
You wanna make a change and roll with my crew'
Brothers killin brothers makin blacks look PITIFUL
And Chief Darryl Gates, FUCK YOU!
But hold up a second let's get back to the topic
Niggaz from Compton think Watts can't rock it
We rock steady cause they musta 'been soft'
*DJ rewinds* I ain't from Compton!
Straight up Watts! (repeat 4X)
Straight up Watts! (repeat 4X)
"Attitude but I ain't from Compton" --> Paris
"Attitude but I ain't from Compton" --> Paris
(Watts everyday that there's thumbs up) Nah, thumbs down
They didn't take us serious, now I'ma clown
Will know that I'm from the land, of no pity
From state to state, every underground, city
Hittin your city like a demon on the loose
Watts is in effect (givin Compton a boot!)
(Hug the microphone, Dee spit
the dope shit that the suckers can't fuck with!)
A miracle incline, whenever I rhyme mine
Somethin that sound ("like" - Slick Rick)
Suckers will rewind, and try to de-sign
but ain't hittin ("like")
The way the that Dirty Kev rock the mic
on stage I'ma motherfuckin Watts baller
with a posse full of shitstarters you don't want a war
Gangsterish hits, what you meants, to create
Eighty-eight was the time (in ninety-one we had to wait!)
I peep the rookies in rap, boo, Bitches With Attitudes
(Talkin about another nigga's jack moves!)
But the topic of discussion is rhymes perpetrated
Play at the role of a ganster (you gettin faded!)
Talkin that same gang, you down with the real thang
Check the charts, it's nineties niggaz still dyin man
(The Bottom posse crew comin live and direct)
Straight from the niggaz in Garden Projects
If you don't know what set, try the heart of the city
A controversial rap, but we feel no pity
The job wasn't done (someone had to do it)
They called up my crew (and we got right to it)
When you think of LA (niggaz think Compton)
(But where was Compton when Watts was stompin)
We speakin on the 70's and even the 60's
The other side of town our parents were broke
Compton was somewhere singin 'Saint Dixie'
Back then it was a place for the upper class folks
They try to make it appear that Watts is forgotten
Blacks moved to Compton, they thought it was a privelege
I remember when they first built the Village
OFTB means Operatin From The Bottom
We comin on strong yeah we must check Compton
The last nigga played us (I shot him!)
(Crack em) I ain't from Compton
You niggaz need to know that Watts is stompin!
*flatline
We rock steady cause they musta 'been soft'
*DJ rewinds* I ain't from Compton!
Straight up Watts! (repeat 4X)
Straight up Watts! (repeat 4X)
"Attitude but I ain't from Compton" --> Paris
"Attitude but I ain't from Compton" --> Paris
(Watts everyday that there's thumbs up) Nah, thumbs down
They didn't take us serious, now I'ma clown
Will know that I'm from the land, of no pity
From state to state, every underground, city
Hittin your city like a demon on the loose
Watts is in effect (givin Compton a boot!)
(Hug the microphone, Dee spit
the dope shit that the suckers can't fuck with!)
A miracle incline, whenever I rhyme mine
Somethin that sound ("like" - Slick Rick)
Suckers will rewind, and try to de-sign
but ain't hittin ("like")
The way the that Dirty Kev rock the mic
on stage I'ma motherfuckin Watts baller
with a posse full of shitstarters you don't want a war
Gangsterish hits, what you meants, to create
Eighty-eight was the time (in ninety-one we had to wait!)
I peep the rookies in rap, boo, Bitches With Attitudes
(Talkin about another nigga's jack moves!)
But the topic of discussion is rhymes perpetrated
Play at the role of a ganster (you gettin faded!)
Talkin that same gang, you down with the real thang
Check the charts, it's nineties niggaz still dyin man
(The Bottom posse crew comin live and direct)
Straight from the niggaz in Garden Projects
If you don't know what set, try the heart of the city
A controversial rap, but we feel no pity
The job wasn't done (someone had to do it)
They called up my crew (and we got right to it)
When you think of LA (niggaz think Compton)
(But where was Compton when Watts was stompin)
We speakin on the 70's and even the 60's
The other side of town our parents were broke
Compton was somewhere singin 'Saint Dixie'
Back then it was a place for the upper class folks
They try to make it appear that Watts is forgotten
Blacks moved to Compton, they thought it was a privelege
I remember when they first built the Village
OFTB means Operatin From The Bottom
We comin on strong yeah we must check Compton
The last nigga played us (I shot him!)
(Crack em) I ain't from Compton
You niggaz need to know that Watts is stompin!
*flatline
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