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Compton Songtext
von Guerilla Black

Compton Songtext

Zaga, zo
Oh, na-na-na-na
Guerilla Black, where you from?
Zaga

I′m strictly business, just like EPMD
I'm B-L-A-C-K from the C-P-T (beeyaaa!)
Where they dip them cigarettes in P-C-P
And them broads, they believe in me (zo)
C-I-B, the magnum toting
Keep my enemies on I-V, once I toast them (c′mon!)
Just like my bagels
Have them like Christians over they head smoking halo (beeyaa!)

Call me Plato, I philosoph-y
By the brick, then divided it up amongst my guys (zaga)
Then I called Lionel, the prince of the vinyl (zaga)
Slow up and charge the game like a wild rhino
I know, no one else can do it better
Is you stupid, nigga? Get your shit together


Badman (zaga za)
Guerilla Black comes from Compton
And Beenie Man is a Jamaican (beeyaaa!)
Sending my message across the nation (c'mon!)
'Cause I′m original Badman (whaaat!)
Yo, I′m original Badman (baaahh!)
And Guerilla Black comes from Compton
And Beenie Man is a Jamaican (beeyaaa!)
'Cause we′re original Badman

I like mine all black and like M&M
Not the regular ones, the one that's femi-nim (zaga)
Interning my dojo, you lose your mojo
My karate chops in slo-mo
Fuck around and knock the hair up off your chest (beeyaa!)
My shocks from your brain, threw a fucked up mess
Unless I put the potato on the end of the barrel
And watch your soul fly with the sparrow (baaahh!)

Call me Pharaoh Guerilla, apparels is mink
And sometimes I wear Chinchillas (zo)
Yes, I′m the thriller
Whether I pop Cristal or drink Millers
Turn wine coolers back to whine chillers
Yes, I'm the illest, no one is like me
Naw, that′s unlikely (beeyaa!)


Badman
Guerilla Black comes from Compton (zaga)
And Beenie Man is a Jamaican (beeyaaa!)
Sending my message across the nation (zo)
'Cause I'm original Badman (c′mon!)
Yo, I′m original Badman (blaahh!)
And Guerilla Black comes from Compton
And Beenie Man is a Jamaican (zo)
'Cause we′re original Badman

Meshach and Abednego, me Black, wear Fendi clothes
Yes, they're many hoes (zaga), yes, they′re many flows
The start of the destruction assisted by call of some percussion
To usher in a new millennium
My mind process raps like a Pentium (blaahh!)

Anyone, anyhow, and anyway
Niggas get fucked up when the mini spray
Yes, he went away with shells stuck up in his back
He fucked up with Black, got hit up with the Mack
Best to stick to act, don't act nonchalant
Yeah, I keep that hardware like I′m DuPont
(C'mon)

Badman (beeyaa!)
Guerilla Black comes from Compton (ooh-na!)
And Beenie Man is a Jamaican (zaga za)
Sending my message across the nation (beeyaa!)
'Cause I′m original Badman (c′mon!)
Yo, I'm original Badman (what!)
And Guerilla Black comes from Compton (onnaaaa!)
And Beenie Man is a Jamaican (zaga za)

′Cause we're original Badman
Guerilla Black comes from Compton
And Beenie Man is a Jamaican
Sending my message across the nation
′Cause I'm original Badman

Yo, I′m original Badman
And Guerilla Black comes from Compton
And Beenie Man is a Jamaican
'Cause I'm original Badman
′Cause I′m original Badman

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