It's a Compton Thang

Modern society, get hip quick Plus give me a breath, cause you're ridin my dick Suckers like jockin for a large extent Philosophy excused when it's time to get bent Eiht, considered to be major and substandtial Put the damn mic down, boy, you can't handle The pressure, or the assumption that I am great Black psychologist known as Eiht Let me suggest that the black race made up rap And this black brother's here to clock them snaps Let me propose that I can be nothing nonetheless Yes, C.M.W. - funky fresh My main attempt on this final approach Is to get you to attend, but you can't, you whimp My wisdom, as you can tell, speaks for itself Try to compete, then I destroy your mental health 'Cause it's a Compton thang (Just the way you like it) I speak in the language of the Compton streets Add profanity a bit to keep it discrete The title that I uphold, not rap feminine Hardcore, makin that top dollar dividend Peep this out, I may not state I have a message But down to kick butt of the fools that be geffin Eradicatin, takin nothin I got Prestige awarded, cause the Eiht keeps hot It's mandatory that I can rock your world with see 'Cause to me there is no world outside the see-p-t If I don't kick ya, or get with ya, cause I'ma stick ya Pop the chops too much, the Eiht'll hit ya So what you got? Come and show me your stuff Got a million more rhymes and I'm callin your bluff As it happens you fall into the zone that's insane Eiht, Chill, DJ Ant, it's a Compton thang (Just the way you like it) (Compton's in the house) Pick a number, cause when I call it, you'll be next Got to sla,why it's just the way I get my royalty checks Assumin that all has gone the way I planned it As I rock new jacks, they can't stand it Stable, and yes, I'm able to get harder So watch my tempo flow just like water I rush a statement address to the press You got to understand, my man, it's like fresh A black entrepreneur with a theory Suckers, open your ears, so you can hear me I got the need to obtain a position I keep my rhythm rollin, no intermission In order to cancel suckers who want to diss That means I cancel suckers who don't exist But to inherit my title, they can't hang Or try to hang with my wanted gang 'Cause it's a Compton thang It seems regular for my kick-back outcome To leave your crew in suspense, that's why you feel dumb Impossible, and yet unwise to disguise A surprise, won't you open your eyes Eiht plus Chill plus Ant equals terror Unknown and Slip is hip, look in the mirror The call for the wanted posse is demandin As I release rhymes so outstandin Don't stop at nothin, cause I got much heart Just do the E a favor, and punk, don't start Rhymes that I portion in order to make a point I write em up while I hit the joint I'm in effect, so let me show you how I rock And when I rock suckers quick better jock Give me peace, and suckers, stop all the ying-yang You fail to understand, it's a Compton thang This is for Compton And Compton is rollin Geah, number one C.M.W. in effect (Just the way you like it)