Compton State of Mind

(Verse 1): Shabaz

 

These streets that made you are the same streets that break you,

no watching your back when the soul reaper comes to take you,

I got one on the leash and three in the chamber,

Fuck with this NIGGER and you might put your life in danger, word!

techniques don't jam like radio singles here,

not investing in a vest is the only thing you should fear,

Cos gangsters move in silence and let the gun talk,

you converse before you get sent on that long walk,

down here, the corruption in the streets is like the air we breathe,

cops roll up they sleeves, kill black kids so guess who's playing the thieves??

So niggers get framed up like pictures here, and bitches get played like fixtures here.

crack users coexist with drug abusers and chronic smokers,

frequent black caravan pull ups by the corner, coupled with,

ADHD kids who smoke marijuana,

jumping on the curves of the street like a new bitch panties

all in my Compton state of mind , the hunger for Dollar$ state of mind.