Now everybody serenade the new faith of Lamar is king Kendrick Lamar King Kendrick and I meant it, my point is raw Fix your forensics would've told you Kendrick had killed it Pretend it's a massacre and the masses us And I mastered being the master at dodging honor And the chapter that read at 25 I would dormant at 5 in the morning They raid your spot Kendrick's performing And if take everything, know I got
Compton, Compton, ain't no quite like mine
(Ay, Dre happenin' wit' it my nigga!)
Still I'm at it, peel the plastic off it, you can feel the Still I'm laughing at the talking, I can see 'em gagging When I'm back in the back of my city, in the 'bach With a batch of them bangin' Dre Beats me, look where I'm at It's the murder cap' and I'm at birthin' this gangsta rap It's a wrap when I'm done and I come a long way from a hundred a month To a hundred mil' in a day, bitch I'm
So come and the tire screeching, ambulance, policeman Won't you spend a weekend on nigga Khaki creasing, crime increasing on Rosecrans Kendrick nigga you sword at, hand on the cross and swore that I do it big as Rasputia for shooters Kama Sutra scream your position and make you hold that I'm trying to grounded like four flats But I know flats and Piru tats
Will swarm on me a beehive Hop in the G From the West to the East Know that's how Compton roll
And that's a I pass the blunt then pass the torch of that's my decision I crash the then you report that you see me in Benzes I must report we import the narcotics you bought it (Then about it when crack hit the speakers, the music business I blow up every we throw up a record Depending on what you expecting, I'm it's bigger than your religion by niggas that manifested music to live in)
So that gangster throw his set high Roll it up in a blunt, I'mma you on the next high I did exactly what I wanted that's what them checks fly In my direction, you questioned when I said I Would be a before I visit 2Pac and Left-eye and Aaliyah when I see you we gon' test drive A in heaven but for now I'm on the redeye Flying back to my city cuz I'll forever
Now we can all We can all the rap artists of NWA America target our rap market, controversy and hate Harsh we in made our music translate To the coke dealers, the hood rich, and the broke niggas that them gorillas that know killers that know where you stay Roll kush, crack that case, ten bottles of rozay was brought to you by Dre Now every motherfucker in here "Look who's for taking Compton international I 'em holla"
Ain't no city quite like mine, In the city of no city quite like mine