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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
DJ Quik
Tasteninstrumente
Stan Jones
Gitarre
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
DJ Quik
Produzent:in
Courtney Branch
Mischtechniker:in
Tracy Kendrick
Mischtechniker:in
Joe Shay
Ingenieur:in
Liz Sroka
Ingenieur:in
Howie Weinberg
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Brian Gardner
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
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 exactly where it's at
'Cause it's the home of the jackers and the crack (Compton)
Yeah, that's the name of my hometown
I'm throwing down in the town
Where my name is all around
The suckas just be having 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 the suckers that I can throw 'em
Passing a natural ten, or four, or six, or eight before I go
Yes, I'm definitely free-styling
All the while still profiling
Never a trickster, DJ Quikster steals the show
So that 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
Born and
Born and raised in Compton
Born and raised
Born and raised
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've wanted me to quit
Because they broke in my house
And cold stole all my shit
They must've 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 dope **** down
So here's some bass in your face
Motherfucker, silly sucker, ass clucker
Now you're ducking 'cause you can't stop a brother
Like the Quikster
Because I'm true to the gang
You're lame and things ain't gon' never be the same
'Cause a **** like the Quik is taking over
I really don't think I should have to explain it
Oh, yeah, I'm a dawg but my name ain't Rover
And I'm the kinda **** that's feeling no pain
Sometimes I have to wear the bulletproof vest
Because I got the CPT sign written across my chest
A funky dope brother never ceasing to impress
My name is DJ Quik, so you can fuck the rest
I'm coming like this and I'm coming directly
'Cause suckers get dain-bramage
If I'm doing damage quite effectively
Rhyming is a battle zone and suckers have no in
'Cause I'm a veteran from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N
Kick it
Born and raised
Born, born and raised
Hell, motherfucking yeah
Born, born and raised
Funky dope for the 9 Ace
Born and raised
Born and raised in Compton
DJ Quik is in the motherfucking house
Born and raised
Born, born and raised
Yeah
Born, born, born
Born and raised in Co-
Compton
Compton
Ah yeah
Compton
Co-Co-Co-Compton
Compton
Compton
Co-Co-Co-Compton
Written by: D. Blake