[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Compton, California
You can smell the gunpowder
Taste that
Sour like a Warhead
Tower over cowers, can't survive here
Police got the power, but we got the night hour
This is our city, make sure I bring Rosecrans with me
'Til a bullet hit me and I'm knocked off the agenda
I remember when my mama tried to move us to the mountains
I cried so long I turned my bed into a fountain
'Cause I didn't wanna go
She was like "There's too many killers."
But I was like "So?"
This is everything I know, everything I am
From Louie Burgers to Tam's
From every Crip or Piru that had gave me a step
From Atlantic to Central, I reduce for the land
Word to the county building, this for my county children
That went to the yet, play 21, then sideline pop
Next time you scrimmage, make sure you hemorrhage and bleed for the block, [?]

[Chorus: EastSide K-Boy]
I bleed my block, I bleed my street
I can only wait, they put it all on me
I keep my head high, yeah it's all to the good
Why them other n***as take? I give back to the hood
I bleed my block, I bleed my street
I can only wait, they put it all on me
I keep my head high, yeah it's all to the good
Why them other n***as take? I give back to the hood
[Verse 2: Ab-Soul]
Yeah, yah, uh
I bleed my block, I be my block, I see my block
Play both sides to the fence on my block
Watch, cops harass us, more they come to our defence on my block
Some say it's the color of my skin, some say it's for ends
But shit, I been here since I was a kid
Poppin' wheelies on bicycles
Little mamas playin' double Dutch, suckin' popsicles
Summertime water fights, Mills Park, dances after dark
It's sorta kinda like, my walk and my talk
Grew out of carts and asphalt
The lamels in my blood, so if it spills anywhere off of Termont
Just know it's all good
It's [?] a eskimo, no, but I got my hood
I'm at the south [?], tryna' mine until my spinnin'
You can't knock it I was broke with a bag of glass window shopping
Anything between Avalon and Wilmington is me

[Chorus: EastSide K-Boy]
I bleed my block, I bleed my street
I can only wait, they put it all on me
I keep my head high, yeah it's all to the good
Why them other n***as take? I give back to the hood
I bleed my block, I bleed my street
I can only wait, they put it all on me
I keep my head high, yeah it's all to the good
Why them other n***as take? I give back to the hood
[Verse 3: EastSide K-Boy]
Eastside, low bottom, that's the kids area
Hellafyde Cripper tryna' break color barrier
I know that's gon' be one hell of a test
'Cause I know I got one hell of a pest
'Cause all my n***as is killers, they shoot first, ask questions last
[?], with the blue Converse
Central [?]
Wall Street journal
Who put a Compton air? Rugers stay up in the stairs
Burned in the main street, [?] blast
And I'ma [?] a place to raise a daughter at
Take your kid, your family, I'm tryna bring that aura back
But n***as on snakes better watch that venom
So I keep a grant with some [?] in 'em
Shot goes out to them kids, them children
More than life in the projects [?]
Stay in school, hit them books, pray to God, watch them crooks
Tryna let y'all know that y'all don't have to take the path I took
I seen it all, and done it all, and I don't wanna fall
And I ain't stoppin' until a n***a mama fall

[Chorus: EastSide K-Boy]
I bleed my block, I bleed my street
I can only wait, they put it all on me
I keep my head high, yeah it's all to the good
Why them other n***as take? I give back to the hood
I bleed my block, I bleed my street
I can only wait, they put it all on me
I keep my head high, yeah it's all to the good
Why them other n***as take? I give back to the hood