Saturday, April 10, 2010

LYRICS to the RADIO EDIT of "Straight Outta Compton" by Eazy-E & NWA


I've looked high and low for the lyrics to the clean, radio-edited version of "Straight Outta Compton," but since I couldn't, it was kind of hard to sing along with the music-video. I therefore took the initiative to compile the lyrics myself. Here they are below:


Straight outta Compton, it's a crazy brother named Ice Cube
From the stupid-dope gang with an attitude
When I'm called off, I got a sawed off
Kick knowledge, and bodies are hauled off
You too, boy, if ya get with me
The police are gonna hafta come and get me
Off yo back, that's how I'm goin out
For the suckas done brothas and showin out
Someone's start to mumble, they wanna rumble
Mix em and cook em in a pot like gumbo
Goin off on everybody like that
with mace that's droppin' in yo face
So give it up smooth
Ain't no tellin when I'm down for a jack move
Here's a murder rap that keep you dancin
with a crime record like Charles Manson
Yo, Dre, what's the sound of my tool? (*machine gun fire*)
Now you know that I'm about to act the fool
Me and you can go toe to toe, no maybe
I'm knockin suckas out tha box, daily
yo weekly, monthly and yearly
until them whole damn well see clearly
that I'm down with the capital C-P-T
Boy you can't step with me
So when I'm in your neighborhood, you better duck down
'Cause Ice Cube a damn show welcome down
As I leave, believe I'm stompin
but when I come back, boy, I'm comin straight outta Compton


[City of Compton, City of Compton]

[Eazy E] Yo Ren
[MC Ren] Whassup?
[Eazy E] Tell em where you from!

Verse Two: MC Ren

Straight outta Compton, a brotha with his finger on the trigga
More punks I take out, my rep gets bigger
I'm a ruthless villain and you know this
But the suckas in the public won't show this
But I don't really care, I'm a-make my snaps
If not from the records, from jackin the crap
Just like burglary, the definition is 'jackin'
And when illegally armed it's called 'packin'
Take a fool out in a sec
I find somebody talkin' trash, I put him in check
So if you're at a show in the front row
I'm a call you a sucka if you don't go with the flow
You'll probably get mad like a punk is supposed to
But that shows me, yo, you're composed to
a crazy little brother from the street
Attitude legit cause I'm ready to hit
MC Ren controls the automatic
For any fool in my way, 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, coz people know me as the 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, you know you're through
Look, you might take it as a trip
but a brotha like Ren is on a gangsta tip
Straight outta Compton...


[City of Compton, City of Compton]

[Dr. Dre] Eazy is his name and the boy is comin...

Verse Three: Eazy-E

...straight outta Compton
is a brotha that'll smother yo' mother
and make ya sister think I love her
Dangerous young brother raisin' hell
And if I ever get caught I make bail
See, I don't really care, that's the problem
When I see a police, 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 somethin's drivin
but don't know where the hell they goin', 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, you 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 now I'm jettin
But leave a memory no one'll be forgettin
So what about the girl who got shot? Yah!
You think I give a damn about a girl? I ain't a sucka!
This is the autobiography of the E, and if you ever mess with me
You'll get taken by a stupid dope brotha who will smother
word to the mother, yeah, straight outta Compton


[City of Compton, City of Compton]

[That's the way it goes in the City of Compton, boy.]

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