Yo, Eiht and Chill

It's a rumour going around sayin 

Compton's Most Wanted ain't funky enough

Like we can't cut it, or somethin like that

Personally, I don't know where the rumour got started

They must be waitin for the album to drop or somethin

But anyway, in the meantime

Eiht, you're the first one up on this demo

Set the record straight



[ VERSE 1: MC Eiht ]

As I commence with the def dope strategy

Of the lyrics I'm bustin, suckers tend to get mad at me

Fill it to the limit at the top of my cup

Press your luck, lose a buck as you get tossed up

I presume that you fools wanna get some

As the bass starts to boom I begin to get real dumb

Downest is the Eiht from the C-p-t

Floor a punk in a minute tryin to fuck with me

Or try to stick up, so watch me kick up a little dust

Stupid little punk, Eiht'll all-out bust

Compton's Most W-a-n-t-e-d

Top choice, best, can't fade the rest

Hah! Eiht is only good for steady dumpin

Geah, Unknown and Slip be like bumpin

High, cause you're so fly - dud

Kick back with the pack, and I get high off the bud'

Cause I'm with that



Yeah, Eiht, that was like funky

I think that'll do the trick

But Chill - you're next up to bat on this

You with it?



[ VERSE 2: Tha Chill ]

Yo, let's go, another star

The p-a-r-t-n-e-r

Of the E, the back-and-forth, the mic-switchin

And the lyrics Eiht write be like pitchin

Rough, cause the rhythm makes your goosebumps pump

I could drop you in a minute, so shut up, chump

I'm down for doin, won't be called no punk

Rag a pack, crackerjack, hit the endo blunt

Chill, will get ill, so get real

Still, let me kill, and you can pay up the bill

The lyrics that I bust make you brag and boast

How CMW rocks the fresh West Coast

Eiht and Chill, two fresh Afro-Americans

DJ Mike T is down with me ???

3 The Hard Way is the way that it goes

Just another dumb victim with a swoll' up nose

Because I'm with that



	(Yeeaaah!)

	(Cool, I'm with it)	--> The D.O.C.



[ VERSE 3: MC Eiht ]

3rd verse, I'm here to cause a little shock

Down to rock round the block while you're ridin my jock

The coolest, geah, I got to play it cool

Keep it calm, no alarm while I dis a fool

Unlike a pumped-up there's no need for gettin hostile

Get hip and take a sip of chicken bottle

In other words, I could be drunk as a skunk

And I still won't waste time to get up with a punk

It's competition that makes me wanna push, push

Grab a skee next to me, start to water her bush

A battle against a roody-poo punk like that

Will mean that the Eiht will have to peel your cap

Chap, so wake up to pay attention to what I'm sayin

Won't stop sprayin, won't stop slayin

Won't give a break to a fool who's fake

Want a challenge? You can come and challenge the Eiht

Cause I'm with that



	(Get on it)

	(The music just turns me on)



[ VERSE 4: Tha Chill ]

I run you wreckless when I see that you are fake

Leave you breathless, because I got the back of Eiht

On the mike, I take care of business, I do my job

Don't preprare, just beware when I'm ready to squab

Make a note, program it in your memory bank

Unlike a boat I won't sink, cause I'm rough as a tank

Surprisin, realizin of who I am

Compton's most wanted MC, and I don't give a damn

Jokers think it's funky, no time for a fake

Sucker punks try to steal the dope rhymes that I make

My homeboy Mike T cuts like a savage

And Unknown and Slip does damage

So go ahead, and perpetrate like you're with it

You'll be caught, you'll be fought, you'll be stalked in a minute



Geah Chill

That's how we handle that business

Butterin em up, this boy

(Geah, I'm with it)