[Verse 1: The Game]

I don't read the XXL

Tote a four-five to church, think I'm destined for hell, oh well

Blood tears off the face of my Jesus piece

It's bloodshed fill the cracks in my city streets

I'm from the crack of them city streets

Used to sell crack in them city streets, born in blood, nigga

In a coma five days, life of a thug nigga

Mama ain't show, grandma almost pulled the plug, nigga

Used to pull the gun out just because these cuz niggas

Five shots to the head 'cause I'm a Blood nigga

Nothin' brewin' but suwoo'ing where the fuck I'm from

You lucky if you make it out of Compton, ask Andre Young

Smell the scent of dead bodies ridin' down Green Leaf

No peace, so don't get caught up with no piece

Fuck Fatburger, we cookin' that real beef

Mamas mournin' they sons, I'm talkin' real grief

Real funerals of them lost juveniles

Tryna be generals, be missin' your dinner now, huh

Say it's a blessing when you die in your sleep

'Cause the coroner don't need no sheets, capisce?

I'm sayin', stop playin', wrap him up in what he lay in

Fold a nigga arms, now a casket what he pray in

Compton streets raised me

Can't tell my grandma nothin' 'bout her baby, you crazy

[Chorus: Tank]

Said she see no evil, she don't hear nothin' at all

You wanna see tomorrow, you promise not to talk

Said we on our way now, I'ma see you again

And when they ask you questions, you just answer

What happened to them?

What happened to them?

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]

I live this life at a pace that anyone can go

Know your place and dedicate your role to the faith that you'll die alone

Trace your steps when I do step in that fire of broken bones

And I require my heart's desire and when I reap what I sow

I bought my mama a Benz, my boobie a Jag

A car for my dogs with a roof full of glass

But still, I be feeling like none of my light never casts

Out of that black cloud that's been watered down since my first chopper blast

But fuck that, I'm not worried, mm, even when it's scary, mm

Skrrt off, makin' them hurt off, should've heard them in a hurry, mm

Dirt off all of my fingers, dirt on all of them gone that's buried, mm

Shirt off when procedure, resuscitation came early

I need you to keep quiet as a mouse

Which is ironic 'cause rats is what I'm talkin' 'bout

I'm hearin' the sonics of gunfire, the whisper, the silent cries

Even though we know it's eye for an eye

[Chorus: Tank]

Said she see no evil (Yeah), she don't hear nothin' at all (Oh)

You wanna see tomorrow, you promise not to talk (Promise not to talk)

Said we on our way now, I'ma see you again

And when they ask you questions, you just answer

What happened to them? (Oh)

What happened to them?

[Bridge: Tank]

I was born a soldier, ride or die for mine

Tattoo tears and a lawyer tryna give me life

Heaven, can you hear me? 'Cause I know that hell can

So, heaven, can you heal me? I'm only just a man, oh

[Verse 3: The Game]

You wanna go to Compton? Nigga, I'll take you there

Hub City, bodies get burnt butt-naked here

Respect the code, a nigga's callin' from the pen'

Colombian neckties on the outside from within

And then your mama never see you again

Casket to never wake up, plastered in MAC make-up, huh

Niggas can't hear you talkin' from the sky

And only five-year-olds see your ghost when you die, no lie

Karma catches up to all you head honchos

Two dome shots in that head, Griselda Blanco

Shit get real, though, inside the Fox Hills, though

Nigga livin' that fast life and get killed slow

Ask Wack and Draws if a nigga run the streets

My grandmother's prayers saved you niggas, I never wanted peace

Los Angeles, I'm the motherfuckin' king here

No First 48 'cause motherfuckers don't sing here, huh

[Chorus: Tank]

Said she see no evil, she don't hear nothin' at all

You wanna see tomorrow (Yeah), you promise not to talk (Don't do it)

Said we on our way now (Yeah), I'ma see you again (See you again)

And when they ask you questions, you just answer

What happened to them? (Tell me)

What happened to them? (Yeah)