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Streiht Up Menace (From Menace II Society)
Wake your punk ass up for the '93 shot MC Eiht's in the mothafuckin house, chyea And it ain't nothin but a Compton thang And this goes out to my niggas
A fucked up childhood is why the way I am It's got me in the state where I don't give a damn Mm 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' cuz I'm way too young Paps is dealing' and on top of that got mom sprung Schemin' on the top, Paps never figured that he'd go down by the hands of anotha nigga Now my paps is gone and that ain't no good Got to follow in the footsteps of the homies from the good And was the role model, niggas puttin (?) in my fuckin baby bottle Damn, and through all the mothafuckin pain, they done drove my moms insane
So I guess in gotta do work so I ain't finished I grow up to be a streiht up menace, Chyea, Come on y'all, streiht up menace
Now I'm of age and livin in the projects gettin paid off the (?) and the county checks I'm (feelin you?) fresh outta high school never did I wonder that the mothafuckin hood would take me under, chyea. I'm kicking it with the homies and they got the straps, off to the corner store owned by the fuckin (?) Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com See a bitch in the right lane so I comes with the Mack astrovan pulls a mothafuckin jack from the back Now he's got the strap to my homies head sayin play this shit cool and don't be a fool He shot my nigga in the fuckin head, I caught one in the shoulder If I didn't run I was dead. Now I'm layin in the hospital bed thinking bout the mithafuckas and my eyes is bloodshot red. Oh yeah mothafuckas I ain't finished, be on the lookout for the streiht up menace, chyea, uh, what's up y'all? Straight up menace, damn, really, really, straight up menace, yeah.
I'm in too deep, I had to kill the mothafucka and I just can't sleep. One Time's tryna do a smooth creep. And on top of that, niggas after me for fuckin one o' they hood rats. I ain't got time for the fuckin bitch's story. Niggas want me gotta come to my territory. And ain't no guilt can change the fist, niggas come and get done with they own risk. What is it all about? Should I leave or should I stay cuz I don't wanna punk out? Oh what should I do, the homies say 'the hood is 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 im finished. I go out like a streiht up menace. Chyea, uh, come on y'all, streiht up menace, damn, and on that note, I guess we outta here, peace to my niggas on the (?) It ain't nothin but streiht up menace's jam Just like I said before y'all, It ain't nothin but a Compton thang MC Eiht's in the house for a '93 shot And this one's for the niggas, chyea.
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