Streiht Up Menace - MC Eiht

Wake your punk ass up for the 93 shot 
MC Eiht's in the motherfuckin house.. gyeah 
And it ain't nothin but a compton thang y'all 
And we ain't nuttin but niggaz on the run 
And this goes out to my niggaz.. gyeah 

A fucked up childhood, is why the way I am 
It's got me in the state where I don't give a damn, hmm 
Somebody help me, but nah they don't hear me though 
I guess I'll be another victim of the ghetto 
Ain't no escapin, cause I'm way too young 
Pops is dealin, and on top of that got moms sprung
Scheamin off the top, pops never figured
That he'd go down by the hands of another nigga 
Now my pops is gone and that ain't no good
Got to follow in the foot steps of the homies from the hood 
And where's the role model? 
Niggaz putting brew in my fuckin baby bottle! 
Damn, and through all the motherfuckin pain 
They done drove my moms in-sane
So I guess I gotta do work so I ain't finished
I grow up to be a streiht up menace, gyeah

Uhh, come on y'all 
Streiht up menace 

Now I'm of age, and livin in the projects 
Gettin paid off the clucks and the county checks 
I'm Fil-ia fresh outta high school, never did I wonder 
That the motherfuckin hood would take me under 
Gyeah, I'm kickin it with the homies and they got the straps 
Off to the corner store, owned by the fuckin {Japs}
See a bitch in the right lane so I comes with the mack
Astro Bam pulls a motherfuckin jack from the back 
Now he's got the strap to my homie's head 
See him play that shit cool, and don't be a fool! 
He shot my nigga in the fuckin head 
I caught one in the shoulder, if I didn't run I was dead 
Now I'm layin in the hospital bed 
Thinkin about them punk motherfuckers and my eyes is bloodshot red 
Gyeah motherfuckers, I ain't finished
Be on the look-out for the streiht up menace, gyeah

Uhh, whassup y'all 
Streiht up menace .. damn! 
Really..
Streiht u