Streiht Up Menace (From Menace II Society|Explicit) - CMW - Compton's Most Wanted

Lyrics by：MC Eiht/T. Allen

Composed by：D.J. Slip/Big Beat Productions In.c

Wake your punk a*s up for the ninety three shot

M C eiht's in the motherf**kin house gyeah

And it ain't nothin but a compton thang y'all

And we ain't nuttin but niggaz on the run

And this goes out to my niggaz gyeah

A f**ked up childhood is why the way I am

It's got me in the state where

I don't give a d**n hmm

Somebody help me but nah they don't hear me though

I guess I'll be another victim of the ghetto

Ain't no escapin' 'cause I'm way too young

Pops is dealin and on top of that got moms sprung

Scheamin off the top pops never figured

That he'd go down by the hands of another n***a

Now my pops is gone and that ain't no good

Got to follow in the foot steps

Of the homies from the hood

And where's the role model

Niggaz putting brew in my f**kin baby bottle

D**n and through all the motherf**kin pain

They done drove my moms insane

So I guess I gotta do work so I ain't finished

I grow up to be a streiht up menace gyeah

Uhh

Come on y'all

Streiht up menace

Now I'm of age and livin in the projects

Gettin paid off the clucks and the County checks

I'm fil ia fresh outta high school never did I wonder

That the motherf**kin hood would take me under

Gyeah I'm kickin it with the homies and they got the straps

Off to the corner store owned by the f**kin

See a b***h in the right

Lane so I comes with the mack

Astro bam pulls a motherf**kin jack from the back

Now he's got the strap to my homie's head

See him play that s**t cool and don't be a fool

He shot my n***a in the f**kin head

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 motherf**kers and my eyes is bloodshot red

Gyeah motherf**kers I ain't finished

Be on the look out for the streiht up menace gyeah

Uhh

Whassup y'all

Streiht up menace

D**n

Really

Yeah

Streiht up menace

D**n

I'm in too deep

I done killed a motherf**ker and I just can't sleep

One time's tryin to do a smooth creep

And on top of that

Niggaz after me for f**kin one of they hood rats

I ain't got time for the f**kin b***h's story

Niggaz want me gotta come to my territory

And ain't no you can get the fist'

Niggaz come and they get done on they own risk

What is it all about

Should I leave or should I stay

'Cause I don't wanna punk out

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 the hood my best

No time to react caught two in the chest

Now look who's down I guess I'm finished

I go out like a streiht up menace gyeah

Uhh

Come on y'all

Streiht up menace

D**n

And on and on

I guess we outta here

Peace to my niggaz on the run

And it ain't nuttin but streiht up menaces d**n

Just like I said before y'all

It ain't nuttin but a compton thang

And M C eiht's in the house for the ninety three shot

And this one's for the niggaz gyeah