Dr. Dre - Genocide Lyrics
[Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]Stone cold killers in these Compton streetsOne hand on the 9, all eyes on meMurder, murder, murder, murderCall 9-1-1, emergencyHands up in the air for the world to seeIt's murder, it's murder, murder, murder (Murder)[Verse 1: Candice Pillay]My dada done kill 'em deadBullet to the dome to the headMy daddy done kill a yout'Don't feel a pull a part that man and(Let me up!) What it look like?See my daddy done kill 'em deadBullets come down from the airMy daddy done killa youDon't feel a pull a part that man and(Let me up!) What it look?[Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]There's the stone cold killers in these Compton streetsOne hand on the 9, all eyes on meMurder, murder, it's murder, it's murderCall 9-1-1, emergencyHands up in the air for the world to seeIt's murder, it's murder, murder, murder (Murder)[Verse 2: Dr. Dre](It's been a 187 in this *****!)Murder this, murder listen, hit a suburban whippin'Tinted windows ride at your wifey (Brrp!) and I bet you miss herReload the protools and we throw the clip in both traysThat's one on the left and one in the right hand, Scottie Pippen both waysBeen doin' drive-bys, got this music industry timelinedLookin' like Rosecrans when these niggas throw up them signs highI'm talkin' about that bottom where it's high crimesShit, I’m just tryna get paid and keep ‘em thighs highSometimes I feel like I could just bury ‘em, bury 'emCause delirium, mass hysteria, scarier areaI'm very aware hip hop needed somethin' to carry itSo I married that ***** and swung down in that chariotHangin' way too *****in' close, beware the barrierThis is hub city nigga, don't make us embarrass youMan, you should be realistic, these niggas 'round here ballisticWe did the numbers and you lookin' like another statistic[Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]There's the stone cold killers in these Compton streetsOne hand on the 9, all eyes on meMurder, murder, it's murder, it's murderCall 9-1-1, emergencyHands up in the air for the world to seeIt's murder, it's murder, murder, murder (Murder)[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]Ahh, shit!Recognize what lives inside these eyes I'm silent 'til the dead has risenLive in a project building, dodgin' the module ceilingsI ride, I'mma ride in a stolen JeepRide with the eyes of five blind men, my vision (Corrupted)Mama tried counselin', five plans for Kendrick (But ***** it)My family's ties, had sabotaged Rosecrans existence (Abducted)My aliens on surveillance, they paid me a visit (Disgusting)Our stadium's packed, raiders in blackCurls drippin', silver bullet, palladium in my strapI lie on the side of a one way streetNowhere to go, death all I can seeI say "***** is up?", I ***** 'em up, your supper's up or something's upI hoping all get orthotist, rope it before the double dutch brokePlenty ruckus with the weapon I protect it under oathMy discretion, ***** your blessing, ***** your life***** your hope, ***** your mama***** your daddy, ***** your dead homie*****ed the world up when we came up, that's Compton homie![Bridge]Murder, murderMurder... murderIt's all murder... murder[Outro]Murder, murder, murder, murder(It's been a 187 in this *****!)
