Ballad of a Menace (West Coast Classics Radio) lyrics

[Intro: MC Ren]
Ah yeah, we gonna get busy one time
For the motherf*ckin b*tches out there in Compton
To this slow, slow, slow ass beat
We got my man Chip in the house
My man Young D, my man Donovan
And I am the incredible MC Ren
And my man Lil Nation's gonna do it somethin like this

[Verse 1: CPO Boss Hogg]
This is the ballad of a menace
Not to be confused with that of a grimace
I'm in this to be number one, when I step upon
And walk the streets, stalk the meat, like that of a predator
Blow the brains out the head of my competitors
I'm a product of your sins, though you say I never heard of ya
A killer, dope dealer, gangsta murderer
Merciless maniac, monical manipulation
Primary focus of your local police station
I roll cold in my 'llac
Pumpin sounds that are great, doin a jack move
As I groove, the gangsta melody
Heads are cracked to a nine year old
And I've been told pimpin hoes is a felony
But I'm not a doctor or lawyer I wasn't made to be
Ever Luciferic because I get paid to be
There ain't no rehabilitatin, pull a gat on your grandmother
Then take her social security
The boundary lines of my jurisdiction expands
From day to day, ruler of all I survey
And with that, load up my gat then I pack
So I can buzz on the suckers that you replenish
This is the ballad of a menace