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Straight Outta Compton

Jay Brannan

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capo on 9th fret. standard tuning. this is my first tab but i think its right :D heres to hoping.

|E|-------------------------------------------------------|R
|A|-----------------------------------0-1-----------1-0---|E
|D|-----------0-----------0--------2---H---------0---H----|P
|G|--------0-----------0--------2-------------2-----------|E
|B|-----2-----------0--------0-------------3--------------|A
|e|--3-----------2----------------------------------------|T

This is repeated throughout the song. The lyrics are shown below.

Straight outta compton, a crazy motherfucker named ice cube 
From the gang called niggaz with attitudes 
When I'm called off, I got a sawed off 
Pull the trigger, and bodies are hauled off 
You too, boy, if you fuck with me 
Police are gonna have to come and get me 
Off your ass, that's how I'm goin' out 
For the punk motherfuckers thats showin' out 
Niggaz start to mumble, they wanna rumble 
Mix em and cook em up in a pot like gumbo 
Goin' off on a motherfucker like that 
With a gat that's pointed at your ass 
So give it up smooth 
Ain't no tellin' when I'm down for a jack move 

I seen a rainbow yesterday
But too many storms have come and gone
Leavin' a trace of not one God-given ray
Is it because my life is ten shades of gray
I pray all ten fade away
Seldom praise Him for the sunny days
And like His promise is true
Only my faith can undo
The many chances I blew
To bring my life to anew
Clear blue and unconditional skies
Have dried the tears from my eyes
No more lonely cries
My only bleadin' hope
Is for the folk who can't cope
Wit such an endurin' pain
That it keeps 'em in the pourin' rain
Who's to blame
For shootin' caine into your own vein
What a shame
You shoot and aim for someone else's brain
You claim the insane
And name this day in time
For fallin' prey to crime
I say the system got you victim to your own mind
Dreams are hopeless aspirations
In hopes of comin' true
Believe in yourself
Lyrics The rest is up to me and you 

Here's a murder rap to keep you dancin' 
With a crime record like charles manson 
My Ak-47 is the tool 
Don't make me act a motherfuckin' fool 
You and me can go toe to toe, no maybe 
I'm knockin' niggaz out the box, daily 
Weekly, or monthly and yearly 
Until them dumb motherfuckers see clearly 
That Im down with the capital c-p-t 
You can't fuck with me 
So when I'm in your neighborhood, you better duck 
Coz ice cube is crazy as fuck 
When I leave, believe Im stompin' 
And when I'm coming back, boy, I'm coming straight outta compton,
coming straight outta compton

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Straight Outta Compton

Jay Brannan