| Geah. |
| Wuttup? |
| The Compton psycho is back
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| Here goes something for the niggas
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| Listen up motherfuckers 'cause it’s hard times
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| MC Eiht comin' back with the hard rhymes. |
| Geah
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| So bring your pen and pad and start learnin'
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| And sit your ass down for the Eiht root sermon
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| You know the hard life comes with livin' in the ghetto
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| Nigga hello, don’t be shakey like Jello
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| And you better know where your from
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| Or you might catch the blast to your sorry ass. |
| Geah
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| And the gang bangin' done got me in the slum
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| So I gotta be with it, fuck the dumb
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| Down for the hood, holdin' my own
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| Living it up cause one day I’ll be gone. |
| Geah
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| Now the shit done hit the fan
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| 14 year-old nigga headed for the can
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| Blame it on the world, 'cause everybody’s buggin'
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| Can I get help because a nigga’s strugglin'
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| 17 years old, kinda crazy
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| Heard my little freak is pregnant with a baby
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| So now I gotta pay, and no time to play
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| Cause the motherfuckin' stork is on his way
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| Hey, nigga give up your shit
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| And don’t be a hero, cause fool I ain’t havin' it
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| One more point that got scored
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| Cause lettin' you slide I just can’t afford. |
| Geah
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| Just like cats and dogs when it rains
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| Another jacked is the snaps that I gain
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| So I rush you, quick on the blind side
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| Better take cover when Eiht starts to hoo-ride
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| Nowhere to run so you stand and fight
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| As I mack yo' ass once, good night
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| A nigga like me 'll keep muggin'
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| Can I get help cause a nigga strugglin'
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| I guess it’s back to the same old shit
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| Grab the gat then I make another hit
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| Beggin' just ain’t friendly
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| Can’t get a job at motherfuckin' Wendy’s
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| Gotta go out and test my skills
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| A brother gotta kill to bring home the bills
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| It ain’t the way I was born, the way I grew up
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| To gets whats yours and don’t even give a fuck
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| So nigga gimme what’s mines and get on
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| Punk you know the routine, it’s the same ass song
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| So don’t slip fool, or get caught
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| Riggedy-raised in Compton was the way the Eiht was taught
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| Gettin' my propers, beatin' the coppers
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| This brother gotta have the ends I won’t stop the
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| Puttin' in mutherfuckin' work
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| I gotta have the ends 'cause I’m down for the dirt
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| 'Cause a nigga’s strugglin'
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| Geah, that’s how it go down, y’knowutumsayin?
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| Niggas strugglin', can’t get none. |
| Can’t get over. |
| Damn |