[The Game]
I don´t read the XXL
Tote a .45 at the church, think I´m destined for hell, oh well
Blood tears off the face of my Jesus Piece

It´s bloodshed, feel the cracks in my city streets
I´m from the crack of them city streets
Used to sell crack in them city streets, born in Blood, nigga
In a coma five days, life of a thug nigga
Momma ain´t show, grandma almost pulled the plug nigga
Used to pull the gun out, just because of cuz niggas
Five shots to the head ´cause I´m a Blood nigga
Nuttin´ brewing but suwoo´ing where the fuck I´m from
You lucky if you make it out of Compton, ask Andre Young
Smell the scent of dead bodies ridin´ down Green Leaf
No peace so don´t get caught up with no piece

Fuck Fatburger, we cooking that real beef
Mommas mourning they sons, I´m talking real grief
Real funerals of them lost Juveniles
Trying to be generals, be missing your dinner now, huh
Say its a blessing when you die in ya sleep
´Cause the coroner don´t need no sheets, capisce?
I´m sayin´, stop playing, wrap him up in what he lay in
Fold a nigga arms, now a casket what he pray in
Compton streets raised me
Can´t tell my grandma nothing ´bout her baby, you crazy

[Tank]
I said she see no evil, she don´t hear nothing at all
You want to see tomorrow, you promise not to talk

Say we on our way now, I´ma see you again
And when they ask you questions, you just answer
What happened then? What happened then?

[Kendrick Lamar]
I live this life at a pace that anyone can go
Know your place and dedicate your role, to the faith that you´ll die alone
Trace your steps when I do step in a fire of broken bones
And I require my heart´s desire and when I reap what I sow
I bought my momma a Benz, my boobie a Jag
A car for my dogs, with a roof full of glass
But still I be feeling like none of my light never casts
Out of that black cloud that´s been watered down since my first chopper blast

But fuck that, I´m not worried, even when it´s scary
Skrrt off makin´ them hurt off I should have hurt them in a hurry
Dirt off all under my fingers, dirt all of ´em gon is gone is burried
Shirt off when precedure, resuscitation came early
I need you to keep quiet as a mouse
Which is ironic ´cause rats is what I´m talking about
I´m hearin the sonics of gun fire
The whispers, the silent cries
Even though I know it´s an eye for an eye

[Tank]
I said she see no evil, she don´t hear nothing at all

You want to see tomorrow, you promise not to talk
Say we on our way now, I´mma see you again
And when they ask you questions, you just answer
What happened then? What happened then?

[ Tank]
I was born a soldier, ride or die for mine
Tattooed tears and a lawyer, tried to give me life
Heaven can you hear me? ´Cause I know that hell can
So heaven can you heal me? I´m only just a man, oh

[The Game]
You want to go to Compton? Nigga I´ll take you there
Hub City bodies get burnt butt-naked here

Respect the code, a nigga´s calling from the pen
Colombian neck-ties on the outside from within
And then, your momma never see you again
Casket to never wake up plastered in MAC make-up, huh
Niggas can´t hear you talking from the sky
And only five year olds see your ghost when you die, no lie
Karma catches up to all you head honchos
2 dome shots in that head, Griselda Blanco
Shit get real though inside the Foxhills though
Nigga living that fast life and get killed slow
Ask Wack and Draws if a nigga run the streets
My grandmother´s prayers saved you niggas I never wanted peace
Los Angeles, I´m the motherfucking King here
No first 48 ´cause muh´fuckers don´t sing here, huh

[Tank]
I said she see no evil, she don´t hear nothing at all
You want to see tomorrow, you promise not to talk
Say we on our way now, I´ma see you again
And when they ask you questions, you just answer
What happened then? What happened then?