Final Chapter
CMW - Compton's Most Wanted
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Ladies and gentlemen, there are seven
Acknowledged wonders of the world
You are about to witness the 8th
Okay, I may not be a historical feature
Or better yet mention as a big public speaker
But when I chill in Compton people scream, "There he goes"
The one who throws, deliver big flows
Here to define my name, rank and era
My serial number is 8, I bring terror
Concert halls, crowds that are packed
Be sure to bring the Tanqueray gat
You got the privilege to sit next to me
And then you get jealous, start thinkin you can do me
Believe that, punk fool, you must be basin
I make more sequels than my man Jason
And when it's over, you'll be screamin
And dreamin to be down with the winnin team
But get off the rap tip and see how you're caught up in the rapture
This is the final chapter
Forget part 2, up next comes 3
And the 4th verse is final from the Eiht MC
No time for slip-up, cause Slip laid the beats so fitted
And if I need double the funk, oh no, no kickin
You came up short tryin to say you was a scholar
The way you screwed and copped big dollars
But now you're lookin like you're all dried up
Bellin through life with pennies in a cup
So tell me now, are you ready for the schoolin?
But you got to know in the 9-0 who's rulin
Me, the king of swing but not a swinger
Unlike a song, but called a rap singer
And when I'm done, you'll be scared to react
Because your conscience is guilty and your rap is wack
So get off the rap tip before I have to take a step at ya
This is the final chapter
Part 3 is here, so let me kick a little more
Lyrics I bust, the Eiht'll make another score
It's lucky so because it's 8 to 0
In the story, I'll be the villain, you play the hero
Slipped off fast with a (puff puff) angle
Run my fingers round your neck as I commence to strangle
The hip-hop-matic application to the power
Is how I keep on pumpin hour after hour
The 8th's purpose is to explain the on-goings
Of how I scoop suckers and keep the rhythm flowin
All my homies be like steerin and cheerin
And when I'm done, they be passin, eat a beer and
I might be buzzed, but I'm ready to stick
Tryin to say that E's a sucker, but a sucker gets licked
So get off the rap tip with dreams tryin to make it
On vinyl, because this chapter is final
Get up in effect mode, cause it's the wrong road, so what's up next?
We're a crowd of silly suckers and we're hittin the deck
You're sweatin, you must be hot, so what you got?
The rhymes become absurd because your brain's in a knot
You must be crazy if you think you can hit me
The odds of you survivin ain't no 50/50
Not no 60/40 or no 70/30
Might be 80 to 20 if your knees get dirty
H-A-R-D is E and the C
New Jack is who I N-T-I-P
Tryin to be down, sayin, "Yo, what's up?"
But you're duckin and suckin just like a suction cup
See, I'm W, kingpin, first rate hero
The Eiht is the 8th, the Chill's a chill, you're a zero
So get off the rap tip and go back to bein a drunk wino
Because this chapter is final