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COMPTON ISN'T TOO FAR AWAY
By Afroman

When I was young we wanted to get out the ghetto
But after we moved out of the ghetto
It was hard to get
to the police man 

Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air 
Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air 

Shooting venom
I don't wanna sell yay
Get my door kicked in by the kkk
Shoulda said the police
Lookin for the quarter piece inside my caprice

from the tracks
I am the lost god
Nothing is mine
All those before me were swallowed by time
I am the lost god
I blow a black wad

The mold is flawed
The womb
from fools
Meanwhile some kid
Blows my head off
Well, I play by their rules
That's why I'm doin' it my way
I took the law in my hands

So here I am in
car like a target
I take my orders from fools
Meanwhile some kid blows my head off
Well, I play by their rules
That's why I'm doin' it my way
I
car like a target
I take my orders from fools
Meanwhile some kid blows my head off
Well, I play by their rules
That's why I'm doin' it my way


I
me, it's illegal
'Cause I'm Afroman, the educated crip
On a rock cocaine scholarship, cook that crack until it's done

I use that for my Negro
an APB just to bring me in
* Oh, I had Jenny by my side
Oh, she never told me that she'd lied
** If that's the way (that) our love goes
I'll take my
on a Triumph line
I got my motorcycle jacket
But I'm walking all the time
South Atlantic wind blows
Ice from a dying creed
I see no glory
When will we be
Well, my brother, he was a drinking man and I asked him for release
He said, ?This won't do you no good, and sent for the police"
Well, they busted
the fuck is mine
My nigga I'll take it
Grab a player hater by the neck, choke him out and try to break it
Gimme your money, drop them keys
It's a jack
I don't care, as long as the bassline's pumpin'
The drumline bangin' away
Make one move and I'll blow you away
One false move and I'll blow you away
blow you away

Yo, I don't really know but somebody said
That the O.G. flow, it could fuck witcha head
And the police know that the green black
can't make a sound
Tie 'em up for the fact that I'm kickin' ass
I got my hand on my gat, and I'm tempted to blast
My name is Eazy, but I go the hard
Now everybody
Fast forward to the future, the year, 2-0-4-4
And let me tell what's in store
Just so you won't be surprised when we blow up, before
You don`t think for me
Or see what I see
And I will not do the things that you say
An explanation if I may
I don`t like you and by the way

May
you’re terrified by what the future lies
But there’s no compromising, it’s my way or the highway
We all just played the lust, hard building breaking
in different sections
Don't hate my message
Destiny led to mimic chastity for my daughter
Wad up a niggas sherm and come listen to the sermon
'Cause my plot comes with a hundred shot nine 
Police are right on my heels 
But I'm always one step ahead of the punks makin' dope deals 
They can't
[Verse 1]
I said listen, I'm a nigga on a mission
Do what I gotta to get my people in position
Help 'em envision a better living condition
Stop
in the bank, put the loot in the codauh sack

Slapped on the guard four times fo' he passed out

Eyes on that blow and my pockets was assed out

Had
ain't comin on down
Just cause the sun is shining
That don't mean the rain ain't comin on down

Comin down on the police
As he carries his gun by his side
[Verse 1]
I said listen, I'm a nigga on a mission
Do what I gotta to get my people in position
Help 'em envision a better living condition
Stop
Hood with the night sign, dark colors on
Pull up the block my brother's on
I hug him and we blow trees (sup nigga?) Scopin for police
Guns on our hip,