Ballad of a Menace CPO (Ft. MC Ren)
"Ballad of a Menace" by CPO (Ft. MC Ren) is a #HipHop track from 1993 that explores themes of street life, rebellion, and the struggles of living in a violent environment. The lyrics convey a raw perspective on crime and survival, with hard-hitting beats and aggressive delivery. Its gritty realism reflects the challenges faced in urban communities, contributing to the genre's narrative depth.
[Intro: MC Ren]
Kick that beat in, Ren
Aww yeah
We gon' get busy one time for the motherfuckin' bitches 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: Lil' Nation]
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, a dope dealer, gangster murderer
Merciless maniac, monical manipulation
Primary focus of your local police station
I roll cold in my 'Llac, bumpin' sounds that I ganked doin' a jack move
As I groove the gangsta melody
Passin' crack 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' me, pull a gat on your grandmother
Then take her social security
The boundary lines of my jurisdiction expand 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
Kick that beat in, Ren
Aww yeah
We gon' get busy one time for the motherfuckin' bitches 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: Lil' Nation]
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, a dope dealer, gangster murderer
Merciless maniac, monical manipulation
Primary focus of your local police station
I roll cold in my 'Llac, bumpin' sounds that I ganked doin' a jack move
As I groove the gangsta melody
Passin' crack 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' me, pull a gat on your grandmother
Then take her social security
The boundary lines of my jurisdiction expand 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
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