Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Deep Water, artist - Dr. Dre. Album song Compton, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 20.08.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Aftermath, Interscope
Song language: English
Deep Water |
| «What is going on in Compton? |
| I don’t understand it.» |
| «Well as it relates to this, this is not in my field as the clerk so anything |
| that relates to this, you’ll probably have to get an answer from Dr. Dre.» |
| I heard you talking about respect, I gave you niggas the utmost |
| All you niggas the utmost |
| Would you look over Picasso’s shoulder |
| And tell him about his brush strokes? |
| Them opinions, I don’t trust those |
| I apologize, the city made a nigga so cutthroat |
| Every hood love me, but it started on one coast |
| Could’ve stopped in '86 but I knew that you would want more |
| I’m on the throne in a place some niggas won’t go |
| (Don't get it fucked up!) Been away from home |
| But I ain’t been gone that long |
| (All they wanna know is: where you from? Where you from? |
| Where you from, nigga, huh? |
| Compton!) |
| Psst! |
| This is about where I’m from |
| I think it’s time to take these niggas to the deep water |
| Yeah, down in the Pacific (The Pacific), representin' |
| Where them sharks at nigga, down in the deep water |
| Listen, listen, listen, all you niggas swimming in the info |
| Go fuck around and drown in the specifics |
| Always going overboard, used to be my kinfolk |
| Now you sleeping with the motherfuckin' fishes |
| (Swimming with the mothefuckin' fishes, what the business?) |
| These niggas won’t let up until they all wet up |
| (Don't get it fucked up!) Naw, nigga! |
| Now everybody wanna visit tryna re-up that prescription |
| (That prescription, yep, yeah, re-up) |
| That’s my nigga, watercolors couldn’t even paint the picture |
| If they don’t get the picture, fuck them |
| Yeah, drugs by the dozen |
| You might just wanna go and check the children |
| (You might just wanna check your fuckin' children) |
| I’m the one that got they ear |
| Ah, for many years, I been making parents live in fear |
| I just wanna make it clear: My influence run deep like the ocean |
| (Don't get it fucked up!) Been away from home |
| But I ain’t been gone that long |
| (All they wanna know is: where you from? Where you from? |
| Where you from, nigga, huh? |
| Compton!) |
| Feel’s like you’re drowning, don’t you? |
| About a hundred miles down in that ocean |
| It’s over, shoulda never jumped in |
| If you can’t swim (If you can’t swim, if you can’t swim) |
| Oh my God, where’s a lifeguard when you need one? |
| Motherfucker know I started from the bottom, vodka baby bottle |
| Mixin' that with Similac, my momma knew I had a problem |
| Wasn’t thinking 'bout no rapping, I was juuging for a dollar |
| Putting quarter pieces in the black Caprice and make it holla |
| No policing me, I got the beast in me, I gotta holla |
| Keep the decency and make them TNT my product |
| I’m a C-O-M-P-T-O-innovator, energizer |
| Inner city bullet flyin' 'til that bitch on auto pilot |
| Ah, shit! |
| I don’t give a fuck about your whereabouts |
| All I care about is wearing out your area |
| And airing out your upper body |
| When I catch ya walking out your parents house |
| (Don't get it fucked up!) Homie got fucked up |
| Tryna park his tour bus, not knowing what’s what |
| Or who’s who, living in the L.A. County zoo |
| Pick them off like a big dog, motherfucker, woof! |
| Once upon a time, I shot a nigga on accident (Boom, boom, boom) |
| I tried to kill him but I guess I needed more practicing (Boom, boom, boom) |
| That’s when I realized banging wasn’t for everybody |
| Switch it up before my enemy or the sheriff got me |
| They liable to bury him, they nominated six to carry him |
| They worry him to death, but he’s no vegetarian |
| The beef is on his breath, inheriting the drama better than |
| A great white, nigga, this is life in my aquarium |
| (Don't get it fucked up!) Been away from home |
| Been away from home all night long |
| (All they wanna know is: where you from? |
| Where you from, nigga, huh? |
| Compton) |
| This is about where I’m from |
| I think it’s time to take these niggas to the deep water |
| Yeah, down in the Pacific |
| Where them sharks at, nigga, down in the deep water |
| Help me |
| (Feels like you’re drowning) |
| I’m drowning |
| Help me, help me, help me |
| Somebody help me |
| (Shoulda never jumped in |
| If you, if you can’t swim) |
| Help me |
| Help me, help me, help me |
| I can’t, I can’t breathe |
| I can’t breathe, help |
| (Where's a lifeguard when you need one?) |
| God, please, please help me, please |
| Please help me, please help… |
| Please help, please, please… |