Compton

Sun fades in the smoke, I was raised in the blocks,
Every move is survival, every word got costs.
My brother hides pain like he’s holdin’ a piece,
We never dreamed of heaven — just a table with peace.

Dirty air, but the beat still hits,
Marks on the pavement, nobody admits.
Where loyalty breaks like shattered glass,
You learn what power means when you face your past.

This the ghetto — no sleep, no light,
Every soul’s just tryna survive the night.
Smoke in the air, engine hums deep,
Compton breathes while the city don’t sleep.