Wake your punk ass up for the 93 shot
MC Eiht's in the motherfuckin'
And it ain't nothin' but a Compton
And this goes out to my niggaz... gyeah A fucked up childhood,
It's got me in the state where I don't
but nah they don't hear me though
I guess I'll be another victim of the ghetto
and on top of that got moms sprung
the hands of another nigga
Got to follow in the foot steps of the
And where's the role model?
Niggaz putting brew in my
Damn, and through all the
They done drove my moms insane
So I guess I gotta do work so
I grow up to be a straight up menace,
and livin' in the projects
Gettin' paid off the clucks and the
I'm Fil- ia fresh outta high school,
That the motherfuckin' hood would
Gyeah, I'm kickin' it with the
homies and they got the straps
owned by the fuckin' Japs
See a bitch in the right lane so
Astro Bam pulls a motherfuckin'
Now he's got the strap to
See him play that shit cool,
I caught one in the shoulder,
if I didn't run I was dead
Now I'm layin' in the hospital bed
Thinkin' about them punk motherfuckers
and my eyes is bloodshot red
Yeah motherfuckers, I ain't finished
Be on the look- out for the straight up menace,
I done killed a motherfucker
One- Time's tryin' to do a smooth,
Niggaz after me for fuckin'
And ain't no "You Can Get
and they get done on they own risk
Should I leave or should I stay cause
Oh what should I do? The homies say
"The hood's where it's good,
homeboy, I thought you knew"
So in the process to show
I go out like a straight up menace,
Straight up menace, damn!
Peace to my niggaz on the run
And it ain't nuttin' but straight up menaces,
Just like I said before y'all
It ain't nuttin' but a Compton thang
And MC Eiht's in the house for
And this one's for the niggaz, yeah
