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Til Jesus Comes

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  • I grew up with haters right under the same roof
    Ain't never no food, but the whiskey is 80 proof
    *****z is shootin at me, and my sister called the police to tell 'em that my homies loaned me a piece
    Devil-worshippin neighbors, *****z borrowin penicillin
    Rats and roaches is chillin, my sister makin a killin
    Sellin drugs to my other sisters and now
    I hope They break in her ****in
    Buick and pinch on her ****
    I transferred out of
    Compton High
    School with a gun in my pants
    Ready for whatever comes and
    I'm prayin
    I ain't gotta be the one shot up in the hospital
    Simply because
    Compton never had one, it
    I shot them *****z and
    I moved to another town
    Gave the gun to
    Darryl and
    I had him go melt it down
    How many times did they call me a fag '
    Til they got stomped out and threatened with a 44 mag [Chorus]
    We gotta freak the freak the funk
    We gotta seize and squeeze the pump
    We gotta tease and beat these punks
    Get on your knees 'til
    Jesus comes {"{"}
    BLAM} Give up the keys, get in the trunk
    And if he freeze, begin to dump
    We gotta smash and kick and stomp, blast a punk
    Get on your knees 'til
    Jesus comes {"{"}
    BLAM} [DJ Quik]
    *****z call me dumb but
    I'm smarter than your momma
    For lettin yo' daddy ********* in her and stickin her wit'cho drama
    Cause you ain't nuttin but a skanky welfare case
    Livin in scum
    Bum-o-Rama
    A shelf full of antibiotics and *********
    Dwellin in a house full of lazy psychotics
    Pissin and ****tin on theyself and you too stupid to help
    Because you just a dumb ***** yourself
    Ain't that the kettle callin the pot round and hot? (Huh?)
    Ain't the reason you 'bout to be found bound and shot? (Huh?)
    You need to keep my name off your tongue, before they find you hung with a letter in your own handwriting r [Chorus: w/ "Get out your" instead of "Give up the"] [DJ Quik]
    How much liquor could
    I consume in one sitting?
    How many *****z did
    I shake for bull****tin?
    I run any console,
    I'm an engineer
    And I drink imported beer while
    I'm lookin for the gear
    I'm a stylist,
    I'm not a porn star
    I know enough to where
    I can service my own car
    I ain't ignorin you stupid,
    I just be watchin my own rhythms and lovin how they fall, this music is different
    A new generation
    The beat is so fancy, look at my presentation
    It's not 16, it's 12, makin a scene as well
    Watchin my green and mail, how could
    I fail? How could
    I fail? [Chorus: w/ "drawn down and buck" instead of "begin to dump"]
  • I grew up with haters right under the same roof
    Ain't never no food, but the whiskey is 80 proof
    *****z is shootin at me, and my sister called the police to tell 'em that my homies loaned me a piece
    Devil-worshippin neighbors, *****z borrowin penicillin
    Rats and roaches is chillin, my sister makin a killin
    Sellin drugs to my other sisters and now
    I hope They break in her ****in
    Buick and pinch on her ****
    I transferred out of
    Compton High
    School with a gun in my pants
    Ready for whatever comes and
    I'm prayin
    I ain't gotta be the one shot up in the hospital
    Simply because
    Compton never had one, it
    I shot them *****z and
    I moved to another town
    Gave the gun to
    Darryl and
    I had him go melt it down
    How many times did they call me a fag '
    Til they got stomped out and threatened with a 44 mag [Chorus]
    We gotta freak the freak the funk
    We gotta seize and squeeze the pump
    We gotta tease and beat these punks
    Get on your knees 'til
    Jesus comes {"{"}
    BLAM} Give up the keys, get in the trunk
    And if he freeze, begin to dump
    We gotta smash and kick and stomp, blast a punk
    Get on your knees 'til
    Jesus comes {"{"}
    BLAM} [DJ Quik]
    *****z call me dumb but
    I'm smarter than your momma
    For lettin yo' daddy ********* in her and stickin her wit'cho drama
    Cause you ain't nuttin but a skanky welfare case
    Livin in scum
    Bum-o-Rama
    A shelf full of antibiotics and *********
    Dwellin in a house full of lazy psychotics
    Pissin and ****tin on theyself and you too stupid to help
    Because you just a dumb ***** yourself
    Ain't that the kettle callin the pot round and hot? (Huh?)
    Ain't the reason you 'bout to be found bound and shot? (Huh?)
    You need to keep my name off your tongue, before they find you hung with a letter in your own handwriting r [Chorus: w/ "Get out your" instead of "Give up the"] [DJ Quik]
    How much liquor could
    I consume in one sitting?
    How many *****z did
    I shake for bull****tin?
    I run any console,
    I'm an engineer
    And I drink imported beer while
    I'm lookin for the gear
    I'm a stylist,
    I'm not a porn star
    I know enough to where
    I can service my own car
    I ain't ignorin you stupid,
    I just be watchin my own rhythms and lovin how they fall, this music is different
    A new generation
    The beat is so fancy, look at my presentation
    It's not 16, it's 12, makin a scene as well
    Watchin my green and mail, how could
    I fail? How could
    I fail? [Chorus: w/ "drawn down and buck" instead of "begin to dump"]