You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge: Straight outta Compton, crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube From the gang called Niggaz With Attitudes When I'm called off, I got a sawed off Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off You too, boy, if ya fuck with me The police are gonna hafta come and get me Off yo' ass, that's how I'm goin' out For the punk motherfuckers that's showin' out Niggaz start to mumble, they wanna rumble Mix 'em and cook 'em in a pot like gumbo Goin' off on a motherfucker like that With a gat that's pointed at yo' ass So give it up smooth Ain't no tellin' when I'm down for a jack move Here's a murder rap to keep yo' dancin with a crime record like Charles Manson AK-47 is the tool Don't make me act the motherfuckin' fool Me you can go toe to toe, no maybe I'm knockin niggaz out tha box, daily Yo weekly, monthly and yearly Until them dumb motherfuckers see clearly That I'm down with the capital C-P-T Boy you can't fuck with me So when I'm in your neighborhood, you better duck Cuz Ice Cube is crazy as fuck As I leave, believe I'm stompin But when I come back, boy, I'm comin' straight outta Compton