Carlos "6 July" Broady - Compton lyrics

[Intro: Beenie Man] Zaccka Zo Ona-na-na-na Guerilla Black where you from Zaccka [Verse 1: Guerilla Black/Beenie Man] I'm strictly business, just like EPMD I'm B-L-A-C-K from the C-P-T z(Beeyaaa!) Were they dip them cigarettes and P-C-P And them broads they believe in me (Zo) C-I-B, the magnum totem Keep my enemies on I-V, once I toast them (C'mon!) Just like my bagels Have them like Christians over they head smoking halo (Beeyaa!) Call me Plato, I philosophy By the brick, then divided them from my guys (Zaccka) Then I called Lionel, the prince of the vinyl (Zaccka) Slow up and charge the game like a wild rhino I know, no one else can do it better Is you stupid n***a, get your sh** together [Hook: Beenie Man] Badman (Zaccks Za) Guerilla Black comes from Compton And Beenie Man is a Jamaican (Beeyaaa!) Sending my message across the nation (C'mon!) Cause I'm original Badman (Whaaat!) Yo, I'm original Badman (Baaahh!) And Guerilla Black comes from Compton And Beenie Man is a Jamaican (Beeyaaa!) Cause we're original Badman [Verse 2: Guerilla Black/Beenie Man] I like mine all black and like M&M Not the regular ones, the one that's feminim (Zaccka) Interning my dojo, you lose your mojo My karate chops in slow-mo f** around and knock the hair up off your chest (Beeyaa!) My shocks from your brain, threw a f**ed up mess Unless, I put the potato on the end of the barrel And watch your soul fly with the sparrow (Baaahh!) Call me Pharoah Guerilla, my parcels is sleek And sometimes I wear Chinchillas (Zo) Yes I'm the thriller Whether I pop Cristal or drink Miller's Turn whine coolers back to whine chillers Yes I'm the illest, no one is like me No that's not likely (Beeyaa!) [Hook: Beenie Man] Badman Guerilla Black comes from Compton (Zaccka) And Beenie Man is a Jamaican (Beeyaaa!) Sending my message across the nation (Zo) Cause I'm original Badman (C'mon!) Yo, I'm original Badman (Blaahh!) And Guerilla Black comes from Compton And Beenie Man is a Jamaican (Zo) Cause we're original Badman [Verse 3: Guerilla Black/Beenie Man] Meshach and Abednego Me Black, wear Fendi clothes Yes, they're many hoes (Zaccka) Yes, they're many flows The start of the destruction Assisted by trombones and percussions Their ushering, a new millennium My mind process raps like a Pentium (Blaahh!) Anyone, anyhow, and anyway n***as get f**ed up when the mini sprays Yes he ran away with shells stuck up in his back He f**ed up with Black Got hit up with the Mack Best to stick to act, don't act nauseous Yeah I keep that heart like I'm due punk (C'mon) [Hook: Beenie Man] Badman (Beeyaa!) Guerilla Black comes from Compton (ooh-na!) And Beenie Man is a Jamaican (Zaccka Za) Sending my message across the nation (Beeyaa!) Cause I'm original Badman (c'mon!) Yo, I'm original Badman (what!) And Guerilla Black comes from Compton (Onnaaaa!) And Beenie Man is a Jamaican (Zaccka Za) Cause we're original Badman (Zaccka na, Ziggy, zo, zaccka naccka, na, na, na Beeyaa! Ona na na na, Badman, Badman)