Born and Raised in Compton (Live)

[Verse 1]
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 lotta people already know excatly where it's at
'Cause it's the home of the jackers and the crack
(Compton) Yes, the name of the hometown
I'm goin' down in the town where my name is all around
Suckers just be havin' a fit, and that's a pity
But I ain't doin' nothin' but (claimin' my city)
See, my lyrics I'm doublin' up and provin' to niggas that I can throw
I'm passin a natural ten or four or six or eight before I go
Yes, I'm definitely freestylin', all the while I'm still profilin'
Nеver a trickster, DJ Quikster stеals the show
So, that's how I'm livin'
I do as I please, you see
A motherfucker that's up on reality
'Cause everybody knows you have to be stompin'
If you're (born and raised in Compton)
Can't hear y'all

[Chorus]
(Born and raised)
(Born and raised) What? What we doin'?
(Born and raised) West Coast
(Born and raised in Compton) Yes
(Born and raised) Yes
(Born and raised) Yes
Where you from, fool? (Compton)

[Verse 2]
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 musta wanted me to quit
'Cause they broke in my house and cold stole my shit
They musta thought that I was gonna play the punk role
Just because my equipment got stole
But I ain't goin out like no sucker-ass clown
They found they couldn't keep a dope nigga down
So here's some bass in your face, motherfucker, silly sucker-
Ass clucker, now you're duckin', 'cause you can't stop a brother
Like the Quiksta, 'cause I'm true to the game
You're lame, and things ain't gon' never be the same
'Cause a nigga like the Quik is takin' over
I really don't think I should have to explain it
Oh yes, I'm a dog, but my name ain't Rover
And I'm the kinda nigga that's feelin' no pain
Sometimes I have to wear a bulletproof vest
Because I got the CPT sign written across my chest
A funky motherfucker never ceases to impress
My name is DJ Quik, so you can (fuck the rest)
I'm comin' like this, and I'm comin' directly
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, nigga

[Chorus]
(Born and raised) Make some motherfuckin' noise
(Born and raised) Can I hear you make some noise?
(Born and raised) Make some West Coast noise
(Born and raised in Compton) California
(Born and raised) Can I hear you make some noise?
(Born and raised) Can I hear you make some noise?
(Born and raised) Get louder, make some noise
(Born and raised in Compton)

[Bridge]
Rock
I, rock the big beat
I, hear the sound, yeah
Rock and roll
I, rock the big beat
I, hear the sound, yeah

[Outro]
Can I hear you say "Compton"? Come on
Compton, come on
Compton, come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
What?
What?
What?
What?
Compton
Compton
Compton
Can I hear you say "Compton"?
Yes