Now everybody wants to know the truth
About a brother named Quik
I come from the school of the sly,
Wicked and the slick
A lot of people already know exactly where it's at
Cause it's the home of the jackers and the crack
(Compton) Yeah, that's the name of the hometown
I'm throwing down in the town where
My name is all around
The suckers just be havin a fit, and that's a pity
But I ain't doing nothing but (claiming my city)
See, my lyrics I'm doubling up
And proving to suckers that I can throw em
I'm passing a natural ten or four
Or six or eight before I go
Yes, I'm definitely freestyling,
All the while still profiling
Never tricks, the DJ Quikster steals the show
So that's how I'm livin, I do as I please, you see
A younger brother that's up on reality
Cause everybody knows you have to be stomping
If you're born and raised in Compton
(Born and raised)
(Born and raised)
(Born and raised in Compton)
(Where you from, fool?)
(Compton)
Now Compton is the place where the homeboys chill,
You see
But then I found that it wasn't no place for me
Cause way back in the day somebody
Must of wanted me to quit
Because they broke in my house
And cold stole my ******t
They musta thought that
I was gonna play the punk role
Just because my equipment got stole
But I ain't going out like no sucker-ass clown
They found they couldn't keep a **** ****** down
So here's some bass in your face,
Mutha******a silly sucker-
Ass clucker, now you're duckin,
Cause you can't stop a brother
Like the Quiksta, because I'm true to the game
You're lame, and things ain't going never be the same
Cause a ****** like the Quik is takin over
I really don't think I should have to explain
It, oh yeah, I'm a dog, but my name ain't Rover
And I'm the kinda ****** that's feeling no pain
Sometimes I have to wear a bullet-proof vest
Because I got the 'CPT' sign written across my chest
A funky **** brother never ceases to impress
My name is DJ Quik, so you can ****** the rest
I'm comin like this, and I'm comin directly
Cause suckers get dain-bramaged if
I'm doin damage quite effectively
Rhymin is a battlezone, and suckers have no win
Cause I'm a veteran from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N
Kick it
(Born and raised)
Hell mutha****** yeah
Funky **** for the nine-ace
DJ Quik is in the mutha****** house
Yeah
(Born and raised in Compton)
Yo, check this ******t out
Right about now
I'd like to send a shout out to my buddy Teddy Bear
What's up ******?
What's up KK?
My buddy D
We got AMG most definitely in the house
What's up Greedy Greg and
Big Baby Brian cold chillin
Talkin about the Armstrong Pack
Straight got my mutha****** back
To my buddy NOE what's up, fool
Roche is in the house
My buddy Donzelli
You know what's happenin, fool
What's up Itch
And Tony Lane is chillin
To my ****** Gangsta Wayne
And my engineer Joe gettin busy on the flo'
And last but not least
I'd like to thank Shabby Blue
And we out
Peace