O.F.T.B. - I Ain't From Compton lyrics

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(N.W.A.'s "Straight Outta Compton" plays)

'Eazy is his name and the boys is coming (Straight Outta C..)'

[record is suddenly cut off]

Hold it now, wait, hold it

That's PLAYED out [DJ cuts and scratches] hit it!

Straight up Watts! [x4]

The latest tape and it's out, from the LA town

Four niggaz from Watts, operate with rhymes

If you woke up late, then I'ma pull out the nine

millimete but it's bound to go deep, as I proceed

to the next line, born in LA, Watts raised me up

Not Compton where if I was a sell-out I'd be a

stupid motherfucker but I'm not, no I'm not a zero

Tell you whatup, c'mon, niggaz ain't hero

You ran 100 Miles to avoid a jack

The Bottom group will meet yo' ass on the tracks

It's vinyl put to walls, you can't hang, how can your figure

Let's be honest - have you ever squeezed a trigger?

In the late 70's yo the courthouse was built

A year later the first nigga was kilt

(Caught stealing hubcaps, is that a fact?)

Nah but I'm sure it was somethin like that

Where I'm from niggaz are BROKE, and fuck bein RUTHLESS

If you're RUTHLESS, ass'll be TOOTHLESS

Bow till they feel the flipside straight stompin

And I ain't from Compton

Straight up Watts! [x4]

[Paris] "Attitude but I ain't from Compton"

Straight up Watts! [x4]

[Paris] "Attitude but I ain't from Compton"

Hey close the doors and windows, hide your goods

When the Bottom of Watts is in your motherfuckin hood

Hold my zone with a vicious appetite

And we'll take your shit (after we take your life)

That's why these suckers think twice about comin to Watts

You know it's real gangbangers, murders and dope spots

(This ain't no lookalike shit) my city's for real

So don't commit suicide, come to Watts and get killed

And you fake motherfuckers ?takin all of the streets?

I'ma let my posse tell you (that shit sound weak!)

My lyrics don't lie niggaz die everyday

You better check your map, cause Watts in in LA

(South Central motherfucker) where the shit is CRITICAL

Brothers killin brothers makin blacks look PITIFUL

You wanna make a change and roll with my crew?

And Chief Darryl Gates, FUCK YOU!

But hold up a second let's get back to the topic

Niggaz from Compton think Watts can't rock it

We rock steady cause they musta ?been soft?

[DJ rewinds] I ain't from Compton!

Straight up Watts! [x4]

[Paris] "Attitude but I ain't from Compton"

Straight up Watts! [x4]

[Paris] "Attitude but I ain't from Compton"

(Watts everyday that there's thumbs up) Nah, thumbs down

They didn't take us serious, now I'ma clown

From state to state, every underground, city

Will know that I'm from the land, of no pity

Hittin your city like a demon on the loose

Watts is in effect (givin Compton a boot!)

(Hug the microphone, Dee spit

the dope shit that the suckers can't fuck with!)

A miracle incline, whenever I rhyme mine

Suckers will rewind, and try to de-sign

Somethin that sound ("like" - Slick Rick)

but ain't hittin ("like")

The way the that Dirty Kev rock the mic

on stage I'ma motherfuckin Watts baller

with a posse full of shitstarters you don't want a war

Gangsterish hits, what you meants, to create

Eighty-eight was the time (in ninety-one we had to wait!)

I peep the rookies in rap, boo, Bitches With Attitudes

(Talkin about another nigga's jack moves!)

But the topic of discussion is rhymes perpetrated

Play at the role of a ganster (you gettin faded!)

Talkin that same gang, you down with the real thang

Check the charts, it's nineties niggaz still dyin man

(The Bottom posse crew comin live and direct)

Straight from the niggaz in Garden Projects

If you don't know what set, try the heart of the city

A controversial rap, but we feel no pity

The job wasn't done (someone had to do it)

They called up my crew (and we got right to it)

When you think of LA (niggaz think Compton)

(But where was Compton when Watts was stompin)

We speakin on the 70's and even the 60's

Compton was somewhere singin ?Saint Dixie?

Back then it was a place for the upper class folks

The other side of town our parents were broke

Blacks moved to Compton, they thought it was a privelege

I remember when they first built the Village

They try to make it appear that Watts is forgotten

OFTB means Operatin From The Bottom

The last nigga played us (I shot him!)

We comin on strong yeah we must check Compton

You niggaz need to know that Watts is stompin!

(Crack em) I ain't from Compton

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