Genocide

[Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]

Stone cold killers in these Compton streets

One hand on the 9, all eyes on me

Murder, murder

Murder, murder

Call 9-1-1, emergency

Hands up in the air for the world to see

It's murder, it's murder

Murder, murder

Murder

[Verse 1: Candice Pillay]

My daddy done killed a bitch

Went and put that dome to her head

My daddy done killa you

Don't feel a pull a part that man and

(Let me up!) What it look like?

See my daddy done kill 'em dead

Bullets come down from the earth

My daddy done killa you

Don't feel a pull a part that man and

(Let me up!) What it look?

[Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]

Stone cold killers in these Compton streets

One hand on the 9, all eyes on me

Murder, murder

Murder, murder

Call 9-1-1, emergency

Hands up in the air for the world to see

It's murder, it's murder

Murder, murder

Murder

[Verse 2: Dr. Dre]

(It's been a 187 in this bitch!)

Murderess, murder listen, hit a suburban whippin'

Tinted windows ride at your wifey (Blah!) and I bet you miss her

Reload the protools and we throw the clip in both trays

That's one on the left and one in the right hand, Scottie Pippen both ways

Been doin' drive-bys, got this music industry timelined

Lookin' like Rosecrans when these niggas throw up them signs high

I'm talkin' about that bottom where it's hot grinds

Shit, I’m just tryna get paid and keep ‘em thighs high

Sometimes I feel like I could just bury ‘em, bury 'em

Cause delirium, mass hysteria, scarier area

I'm very aware that hip hop needed somethin' to carry it

So I married that bitch and swung down in that chariot

Hangin' way too fuckin' close, beware the barrier

This is hub city nigga, don't make us embarrass you

Man, you should be realistic, these niggas 'round here ballistic

We did the numbers and you lookin' like another statistic

[Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]

Stone cold killers in these Compton streets

One hand on the 9, all eyes on me

Murder, murder

Murder, murder

Call 9-1-1, emergency

Hands up in the air for the world to see

It's murder, it's murder

Murder, murder

Murder

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]

Ahh, recognize whatever side the sides reside until the dead has risen

Live in a project building, dodgin' the module ceilings

I ride, I'mma ride in a stolen jeep

Ride with the eyes of five blind men, my vision (Corrupted)

Mama tried counselin', five plans for Kendrick (But fuck it)

My family's ties, had sabotaged Rosecrans existence (abducted)

My aliens on surveillance, they payed me a visit (Disgusting)

Our stadium's packed, raiders in black

Curls drippin', silver bullet, palladium in my strap

I lie on the side of a one way street

Nowhere to go, death all I can see

I say "Fuck is up?", I fuck 'em up, your supper's up or somethings up

I hoping all get orthotist, rope it before the double dutch broke

Plenty ruckus with the weapon I protect it under oath

My discretion, fuck your blessing, fuck your life

Fuck your hope, fuck your mama

Fuck your daddy, fuck you dead homie

Fuck the world up when we came up, that's Compton homie!

[Bridge]

Murder, murder

Murder

Murder

It's all murder

Murder

[Outro]

Murder, murder

Murder, murder

It's been a murder

(It's been a 187 in this bitch!)