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Now everybody serenade the new faith of Kendrick Lamar 

This is king Kendrick Lamar 

King Kendrick and I meant it, my point intended is raw 

Fix your lenses forensics would've told you Kendrick had killed it 

Pretend it's a massacre and the masses upon us 

And I mastered being the master at dodging your honor 

And the chapter that read at 25 I would live dormant like 5 in the morning 

Then ring your spot while Kendrick's performing 

And if they take everything, know I got 

Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine 

(Ay, Dre what's happenin' wit' it my nigga!) 

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[Verse 2: Dre] 

Still I'm at it, peel the plastic off it, you can feel the magic 

Still I'm laughing at the critics talking, I can see 'em gagging 

When I'm back in the back of my city, back in the 'bach 

With a batch of them bangin' Dre Beats with me, look where I'm at 

It's the murder cap' and I'm captain at birth of this gangsta rap 

It's a wrap when I'm done and I come a long way from a hundred dollars a month 

To a hundred mil' in a day, bitch I'm from 

Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine 

So come and visit the tire screeching, ambulance, policeman 

Won't you spend a weekend on Rosecrans nigga 

Khaki creasing, crime increasing on Rosecrans nigga 

Kendrick Conan nigga 

Where you sword at, hand on the cross and swore that 

I do it big as Rasputia for them shooters Kama Sutra scream fuck your position and make you hold that 

I'm trying to stay grounded like four flats 

But I know flats and Piru Crip tats 

Photos 

Will swarm on me like a beehive 

Hop in the G ride 

From the West to the East side 

Know that's just how Compton roll 

And that's a given 

I pass the blunt then pass the torch of course that's my decision 

I crash the Porsche then you report that you see me in Benzes 

I must report that we import the narcotics you bought it 

(Then talked about it when crack hit the speakers, the music business 

I blow up every time we throw up a record 

Depending on what you expecting, I'm sure it's bigger than your religion 

Perfected by niggas that manifested music to live in) 

Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine 

So tell that gangster throw his set high 

Roll it up in a blunt, I'mma take you on the next high 

I did exactly what I wanted that's what made them checks fly 

In my direction, you never questioned when I said I 

Would be a mogul before I visit 2Pac and Left-eye 

Eazy and Aaliyah when I see you we gon' test drive 

A Lambo in heaven but for now I'm on the redeye 

Flying back to my city cuz I'll forever standby 

Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine 

Now we can all celebrate 

We can all harvest the rap artists of NWA 

America target our rap market, it's controversy and hate 

Harsh realities we in made our music translate 

To the coke dealers, the hood rich, and the broke niggas that play 

With them gorillas that know killers that know where you stay 

Roll that kush, crack that case, ten bottles of rozay 

This was brought to you by Dre 

Now every motherfucker in here say: 

Look who's responsible for taking Compton international 

I make 'em holla 

Ain't no city quite like mine, yeah 

In the city of Compton 

Ain't no city quite like mine