Priority Records - Straight Outta Compton lyrics

[Intro: Dr. Dre] You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge [Verse 1: Ice Cube] Straight outta Compton, crazy motherf**er named Ice Cube From the gang called n***as Wit Attitudes When I'm called off, I got a sawed-off Squeeze the trigger and bodies are hauled off You too, boy, if you f** with me The police are gonna have to come and get me Off your a**, that's how I'm going out For the punk motherf**ers that's showing out n***as start to mumble, they wanna rumble Mix 'em and cook 'em in a pot, like gumbo Going off on the motherf**er like that With a gat that's pointed at your a** So give it up smooth Ain't no telling when I'm down for a jack move Here's a murder rap to keep y'all dancin' With a crime record like Charles Manson AK-47 is the tool Don't make me act a motherf**ing fool Me you can go toe to toe, no maybe I'm knocking n***as out the box, daily Yo, weekly, monthly and yearly Until them dumb motherf**ers see clearly That I'm down with the capital C-P-T Boy, you can't f** with me So when I'm in your neighborhood, you better duck ‘Cause Ice Cube is crazy as f** As I leave, believe I'm stompin' But when I come back boy, I'm coming straight outta Compton (Compton Compton Compton) [Interlude: Eazy E (MC Ren)] Yo, Ren! (Wha**up?) Tell 'em where you from! [Verse 2: MC Ren] Straight outta Compton, another crazy a** n***a More punks I smoke, yo, my rep gets bigger I'm a bad motherf**er, and you know this But the p**y-a** n***as won't show this But I don't give a f**, I'ma make my snaps If not from the records, from jacking or craps Just like burglary, the definition is jacking And when I'm legally armed it's called packing Shoot a motherf**er in a minute I find a good piece of p**y and go up in it So if you're at a show in the front row I'ma call you a b**h or dirty-a** ho You'll probably get mad like a b**h is supposed to But that shows me, s*ut, you're composed to A crazy motherf**er from the street Attitude legit, ‘cause I'm tearing up sh** MC Ren controls the automatic For any dumb motherf**er that starts static Not the right hand, ‘cause I'm the hand itself Every time I pull an AK off the shelf The security is maximum, and that's a law R-E-N spells Ren, but I'm raw See, ‘cause I'm the motherf**ing villain The definition is clear, you're the witness of a k**in' That's taking place without a clue And once you're on the scope, your a** is through Look, you might take it as a trip But a n***a like Ren is on a gangsta tip Straight outta Compton (Compton Compton Compton) (Straight outta Compton) [Interlude: Dr. Dre] Eazy is his name, and the boy is coming… [Verse 3: Eazy E] …Straight outta Compton Is a brother that'll smother your mother And make your sister think I love her Dangerous motherf**er raising hell And if I ever get caught, I make bail See, I don't give a f**, that's the problem I see a motherf**ing cop, I don't dodge him But I'm smart, lay low, creep a while And when I see a punk pa**, I smile To me it's kinda funny, the attitude showing a n***a driving But don't know where the f** he's going, just rolling Looking for the one they call Eazy But here's a flash, they'll never seize me Ruthless, never seen, like a shadow in the dark Except when I unload You see a spark and jump over hesitation And hear the scream of the one who got the lead penetration Feel a little gust of wind and I'm jetting But leave a memory no one'll be forgetting So what about the b**h who got shot? f** her! You think I give a damn about a b**h? I ain't a s**er This is an autobiography of the E And if you ever f** with me You'll get taken by a stupid dope brother who will smother Word to the motherf**er, straight outta Compton (Compton Compton Compton) (Straight outta Compton) [Outro] Damn, that sh** was dope!