Compton

The Come Up

Woke up quick at about noon
Just thought that I had to be in Compton soon
I gotta get drunk before the day begins
Before my mother starts bitchin bout my friends
About to go and damn near went blind
Young niggas at the pad throwin up gang signs
Ran in the house and grabbed my clip
With the MAC-10 on the side of my hip
Bailed outside and pointed my weapon
Just as I thought, the fools kept steppin
Jumped in the fo' hit the juice on my ride
I got front and back and side to side
Then I let the Alpine play
Bumpin new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my old shit, it went somethin like this

I rapped along to my own voice as the song played for our group of friends . I couldn't believe I sounded so dope on the record , it made me believe I could actually be a rapper , with the help of Cube and Rell writing my rhymes , of course .

Cruisin down the street in my six-fo'
Jockin the bitches, slappin the hoes
Went to the park to get the scoop
Knuckleheads out there cold shootin some hoops
A car pulls up, who can it be?
A fresh El Camino rollin', Kilo G
He rolled down his window and he started to say
It's all about makin that GTA

I peeked around to see everyone else enjoying the song as much as I was . I was proud that Cube and Dre pushed me to record it instead of anyone else .

Cuz the boyz n tha hood are always hard
You come talkin that trash we'll pull your card
Knowin nothin in life but to be legit
Don't quote me boy, cuz I ain't said shit

One of the guys next to me pulls me into a dap nodding his head to the beat of the song .

"This is DOPE" the rapper , D.O.C said smiling . I just simply nodded my head and continued to smile as the song played .

**

After the song finished Dre looked toward his boss , Percy , and said "What do you think ?" .

Percy then scoffs and says "That won't get any type of air play , cut all of this nonsense and go back to those love songs I told you to record , no offense to you Eazy , because I know you're a real nigga , but you Dre ? I'm not taking this bullshit from you ."

"Man , nobody wants to hear them dusty , tired ass love songs anymore ." Dre replies smartly .

Percy then shakes his head and looks back at us before turning to walk poff "Hurry up and turn that off , get back to those love songs Dre and Yella ."

"Man Percy needs to chill ," Yella says quietly , but not quietly enough .

"YOU CHILL" Percy screams back , making us all snicker .

**

I make my way to the record store to pick up more copies of Boyz-N-The Hood , my debut single with Ruthless Records , The song Boyz-N-The Hood is being played all over the radio now . We're starting to get our time of fame . I was patiently waiting for the copies when an old slightly pudgy , white man with sliver slicked back hair approached me .

"Is this your song ?" He asks quickly .

"Yes , it's mine" I reply back .

"May I have a word with you ?" The man asks .

"About ?" I ask back .

"Music ."

Sounds like money to my ears .