Ronald Reagan Era
We're far from good, not good from far
Ninety miles per hour down Compton Boulevard
with the top down screaming we don't give a *************
Drink my forty ounce of freedom while I roll my blunt
cause the kids just ain't alright
Oh *************t *************, something bout to happen
*************, this *************t, *************, this sound like thirty ki's under the Compton court building
Hope the dogs don't smell it
Welcome to vigilante, eighties so don't you ask me
I'm hungry, my body's antsy, I rip through your ******g pantry
Peeling off like a Xanny, examine my orchestra
Granny said when I'm old enough, I'll be sure to be all I can be
You *************s Marcus Camby, washed up
************* fix your panties, I'm Mr. Marcus, you getting ******, uh
You ain't heard nothing harder since Daddy Kane
Take it in vain, Vicodins couldn't ease the pain
Lightning bolts hit your body, you thought it rained
Not a cloud in sight, just the *************t that I write
Strong enough to stand in front of a traveling freight train
Are you trained, to go against Dracula?
Dragging the record industry by my fangs
AK clips, money clips and gold chains
You walk around with a P-90 like it's the 90s
Bullet to your temple, you're homicidal, remind me, that
Compton Crip *************s ain't nothing to ************* with
Bompton Pirus ain't nothing to ************* with
Compton eses ain't nothing to ************* with
But they ************* with me, and ************* I love it
Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop, woop-de-woop
Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop
Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop, woop-de-woop
Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop
Let's hit the county building, gotta cash my check
Spend it all on a forty-ounce to the neck
And in retrospect I remember December being the hottest
Squad cars, neighborhood wars and stolen Mazdas
I tell you mother******s that life is full of hydraulics
Up and down, get a six-four, better know how to drive it
I'm driving on E with no license or registration
Heart racing, racing past Johnny because he's racist
1987, the children on Ronald Reagan
raked the leaves off your front porch with a machine blowtorch
really out here
really out
Newborn massacre, hopping out the passenger
with calendars, cause your day coming
Run him down and then he gun him down, I'm hoping that you fast enough
Even the legs of Michael Johnson don't mean nothing, because
Compton Crip *************s ain't nothing to ************* with
Bompton Pirus ain't nothing to ************* with
Compton eses ain't nothing to ************* with
But they ************* with me, and ************* I love it
Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop, woop-de-woop
Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop
Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop, woop-de-woop
Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop
Can't detour when you at war with your city, why run for it?
Just ride with me, just die with me, that gun store right there
When you fight don't fight fair, cause you'll never win
I had the chopper and I tore they ass
Can't detour when you at war with your city, why run for it?
Just ride with me, just die with me, that gun store right there
When you fight don't fight fair, cause you'll never win, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
We really out here my *************, you *************s don't understand my *************
I'm off of pill and Remy Red my *************, tripping my *************
Ronald Reagan EraLRC歌词
[00:00.70]We're far from good, not good from far
[00:03.95]Ninety miles per hour down Compton Boulevard
[00:07.14]with the top down screaming we don't give a *************
[00:10.51]Drink my forty ounce of freedom while I roll my blunt
[00:13.89]cause the kids just ain't alright
[00:19.20]
[00:22.14]Oh *************t *************, something bout to happen
[00:26.77]*************, this *************t, *************, this sound like thirty ki's under the Compton court building
[00:30.83]Hope the dogs don't smell it
[00:32.21]Welcome to vigilante, eighties so don't you ask me
[00:34.58]I'm hungry, my body's antsy, I rip through your ******g pantry
[00:37.40]Peeling off like a Xanny, examine my orchestra
[00:40.08]Granny said when I'm old enough, I'll be sure to be all I can be
[00:43.34]You *************s Marcus Camby, washed up
[00:45.72]************* fix your panties, I'm Mr. Marcus, you getting ******, uh
[00:48.66]You ain't heard nothing harder since Daddy Kane
[00:51.40]Take it in vain, Vicodins couldn't ease the pain
[00:54.53]Lightning bolts hit your body, you thought it rained
[00:57.53]Not a cloud in sight, just the *************t that I write
[00:59.91]Strong enough to stand in front of a traveling freight train
[01:01.66]Are you trained, to go against Dracula?
[01:06.28]Dragging the record industry by my fangs
[01:07.72]AK clips, money clips and gold chains
[01:12.25]You walk around with a P-90 like it's the 90s
[01:14.50]Bullet to your temple, you're homicidal, remind me, that
[01:17.62]Compton Crip *************s ain't nothing to ************* with
[01:20.14]Bompton Pirus ain't nothing to ************* with
[01:23.09]Compton eses ain't nothing to ************* with
[01:25.77]But they ************* with me, and ************* I love it
[01:28.71]Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop, woop-de-woop
[01:30.02]Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop
[01:34.21]Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop, woop-de-woop
[01:37.15]Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop
[01:40.09]
[01:40.90]Let's hit the county building, gotta cash my check
[01:43.15]Spend it all on a forty-ounce to the neck
[01:45.72]And in retrospect I remember December being the hottest
[01:48.52]Squad cars, neighborhood wars and stolen Mazdas
[01:51.40]I tell you mother******s that life is full of hydraulics
[01:54.34]Up and down, get a six-four, better know how to drive it
[01:56.83]I'm driving on E with no license or registration
[01:59.71]Heart racing, racing past Johnny because he's racist
[02:03.14]1987, the children on Ronald Reagan
[02:05.72]raked the leaves off your front porch with a machine blowtorch
[02:08.21]really out here
[02:11.40]really out
[02:14.34]Newborn massacre, hopping out the passenger
[02:17.28]with calendars, cause your day coming
[02:19.52]Run him down and then he gun him down, I'm hoping that you fast enough
[02:22.91]Even the legs of Michael Johnson don't mean nothing, because
[02:26.26]Compton Crip *************s ain't nothing to ************* with
[02:28.71]Bompton Pirus ain't nothing to ************* with
[02:31.52]Compton eses ain't nothing to ************* with
[02:34.34]But they ************* with me, and ************* I love it
[02:37.21]Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop, woop-de-woop
[02:39.65]Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop
[02:42.53]Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop, woop-de-woop
[02:45.34]Woop-de-woop, woop-de-woop-woop
[02:48.22]
[02:51.66]Can't detour when you at war with your city, why run for it?
[02:54.66]Just ride with me, just die with me, that gun store right there
[02:57.16]When you fight don't fight fair, cause you'll never win
[02:59.29]I had the chopper and I tore they ass
[03:02.91]Can't detour when you at war with your city, why run for it?
[03:05.54]Just ride with me, just die with me, that gun store right there
[03:07.99]When you fight don't fight fair, cause you'll never win, yeah, yeah, yeah
[03:10.87]Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
[03:14.31]Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
[03:15.49]Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
[03:17.18]Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
[03:23.24]We really out here my *************, you *************s don't understand my *************
[03:26.85]I'm off of pill and Remy Red my *************, tripping my *************