[ VERSE 1: MC Eiht ]  Modern society, get hip quick  Plus give me a breath, cause you're ridin my dick  Suckers like jockin for a large extent  Philosophy excused when it's time to get bent  Eiht, considered to be major and substandtial  Put the damn mic down, boy, you can't handle  The pressure, or the assumption that I am great  Black psychologist known as Eiht  Let me suggest that the black race made up rap  And this black brother's here to clock them snaps  Let me propose that I can be nothing nonetheless  Yes, C.M.W. - funky fresh  My main attempt on this final approach  Is to get you to attend, but you can't, you whimp  My wisdom, as you can tell, speaks for itself  Try to compete, then I destroy your mental health  Cause it's a Compton thang    (Just the way you like it)    [ VERSE 2: MC Eiht ]  I speak in the language of the Compton streets  Add profanity a bit to keep it discrete  The title that I uphold, not rap feminine  Hardcore, makin that top dollar dividend  Peep this out, I may not state I have a message  But down to kick butt of the fools that be geffin  Eradicatin, takin nothin I got  Prestige awarded, cause the Eiht keeps hot  It's mandatory that I can rock your world with c  Cause to me there is no world outside the C-p-t  If I don't kick ya, or get with ya, cause I'ma stick ya  Pop the chops too much, the Eiht'll hit ya  So what you got? Come and show me your stuff  Got a million more rhymes and I'm callin your bluff  As it happens you fall into the zone that's insane  Eiht, Chill, DJ Ant, it's a Compton thang    (Just the way you like it)  (Compton's in the house)    [ VERSE 3: MC Eiht ]  Pick a number, cause when I call it, you'll be next  Got to sla,y it's just the way I get my royalty checks  Assumin that all has gone the way I planned it  As I rock new jacks, they can't stand it  Stable, and yes, I'm able to get harder  So watch my tempo flow just like water  I rush a statement address to the press  You got to understand, my man, it's like fresh  A black entrepreneur with a theory  Suckers, open your ears, so you can hear me  I got the need to obtain a position  I keep my rhythm rollin, no intermission  In order to cancel suckers who wanna diss  That means I cancel suckers who don't exist  But to inherit my title, they can't hang  Or try to hang with my wanted gang  Cause it's a Compton thang    [ VERSE 4: MC Eiht ]  It seems regular for my kick-back outcome  To leave your crew in suspense, that's why you feel dumb  Impossible, and yet unwise to disguise  A surprise, won't you open your eyes  Eiht plus Chill plus Ant equals terror  Unknown and Slip is hip, look in the mirror  The call for the wanted posse is demandin  As I release rhymes so outstandin  Don't stop at nothin, cause I got much heart  Just do the E a favor, and punk, don't start  Rhymes that I portion in order to make a point  I write em up while I hit the joint  I'm in effect, so let me show you how I rock  And when I rock suckers quick better jock  Give me peace, and suckers, stop all the ying-yang  You fail to understand, it's a Compton thang    This is for Compton  And Compton is rollin  Geah, number one  C.M.W. in effect    (Just the way you like it)