Remade Straight Outta Compton [Still writing the lyrics.]
Lyrics: Straight Outta Boston, A crazy cat named Scratch. From this gang called Scratchers With Attitudes. When i'm called out, I got a shotgun. Pull the trigger, and bodies are hauled off. You too man if you mess with me. The cops are gonna have to come and get me, up on yo feet, thats how i'm going down. For the people that are gonna be showing out. People start to mumble, they wanna rumble. Mix em and cook them in a pot like Gumbo. Going off on a man just like that, with a barrel. Pointed straight at yo head. So give it up smoothly. Ain't telling you when i'm down for a slick move. Here's a sick rap to keep you dancing, with a crime rate like Ted Bundy. Ak 47 is a tool. Don't make me act like a fool. Me and you can go face to face no maybe, i'm knocking them all off the box daily. Yo, weekly monthly and yearly, until them people start to see clearly, that i'm down with the capital B-S-T, boy you can't mess with me. So when i'm in your hood, you better duck. cuz Scratch cat is crazy as frick, as I leave, believe i'm sprinting but when I come back by, i'm coming straight outta Boston. (City of Boston.) (City of Boston.)
