[ verse 1: mc eiht ]
Fresh off the streets from the underground
Nick-named mc eiht, black brother gets down
Came to dazzle with the hip-hop funk
To let em know (this is compton) now what's up, punk
Westside rulin all world cause i dump
And the city that i'm from take no sh** from a chump
n***as don't care if their enemy's beefin
Pretty soon it's a homie you're grievin
You entered the criminal zone
If you're just a little punk-a** fool, you should run on home
Try to compare? get real
I'm from compton, so you should know the deal
Ballers, skeezers, no age limit matters
Loced-out muthaf**as make the one time scatter
Toe to toe, draw my mic and start dumpin
It's the down mc eiht, and fool, this is compton
(this is compton)
[ verse 2: tha chill ]
Another crazy n***a from the city
Chill's from the c-p-t, you got beef? what a pity
I don't play, cause i slay all rap s**ers
Down with e, k**in rookie muthaf**as
Squabbin in the streets, with the left you fall
Make a right on alondra, see my name on the wall
Not like the banger, but i bust up
(any punk-a** fool that'll step up)
So follow me into the zone they call panic
Hubs by the dub, but s**ers act frantic
n***as rollin hard, number one on the pop
Crazy brothers goin out all for the g**n, stop
Compton is thumpin, s**ers we stompin
Rhymes on hit, but they still talk sh**
I gives a f** about a fool who's frontin
They call me tha chill, and yo, this is compton
(this is compton)
(say it louder)
(louder)
(who's playing all that damn loud-a** music out there?)
(compton's most wanted, punk, rollin four deep)
(who's playing all that damn loud-a** music out there?)
(eiht'll get crazy, k** like the terminator)
(who's playing all that damn loud-a** music out there?)
(boy, hold up, tha chill's on the stage)
(who's playing all that damn loud-a** music out there?)
(i plays the drums, the sp-1200)
(eiht is back again with power after hour)
(tha chill is ready, so pa** me the sack)
[ verse 3: mc eiht ]
Compton is the city that i'm claimin
Hardcore fact with the gat, to the punks i start gamin
Devious, so what do you expect?
I'm from the city on missions, and i pop your f**in neck
People understand what i'm sayin
Talk more sh**, i'm on hit, keep the fools all payin
n***as make the scale when they bail
Police punks talk sh**, but you still get out of jail
Eiht represents the place with the ba**
The beat you won't beat, you're just a disgrace
Try to be casual, but that sh** won't work
Get sweated in a minute, cause they down for the dirt
Maximum capacity, the crowd just jumps
For the rhythm that i give em, make the souls all pump
Energetic, so don't forget it, yeah, the eiht keeps pumpin
And fool, this is compton
(this is compton)
(commpton)
[ verse 4: tha chill ]
Punk muthaf**a, tha chill will destroy ya
With the dope hub style for ya
Bein that you're just another fan on the tip
Get dropped by eiht, ant, bam, and slip
s**ers better watch out, chill's here to scrap
As i say it everytime in my muthaf**in rap
Just like a warzone got my territory marked
You be slippin if you're caught in the dark
(sorry clown) don't be slippin
Don't go head up with tha chill
Cause chill can k**
I can't stop because the city i'm from
I get too f**ed up, and kick the a** of a bum
So if you got static, punk keep frontin
Yo e, they know where the f** we from...
Yo, this is compton
You sorry-a** muthaf**as can't deal
Especially you s**er-a** d-v-3 muthaf**as
Geah
Y'all muthaf**as is too crazy
If y'all think y'all can hang with compton's muthaf**in most wanted
In effect
Youknowmsayin
For '89 straight to the 9-0, fool
s**er-a** n***as
Can't fade us
C.m.w.
Punk-a** perm-wearin pussies
Ha-ha-ha
Yeah i like that sh**
f*ggot-a**
sh**, i'm about pissed off, man
Hey ant, let's get the f** out of here