He started to record very young under various names (Prince Winston, Winston Cool or Youth Winston). He mainly met success in the mid to late 1970s, with his best known album being Best Dressed Chicken in Town (1978), a Greensleeves Records collection of tracks recorded in the mid-70s, featuring Alimantado toasting over singers such as John Holt, Gregory Isaacs, Jackie Edwards and Horace Andy. Alimantado became popular with punk rockers in the '70s following Johnny Rotten praising him in an interview. He was mentioned in The Clash song Rudie Can't Fail in the line "Like the doctor who was born for a purpose".
Alimantado's biggest hits were "A Place Called Africa" and "Born for a Purpose".
Just the Other Day
Dr. Alimantado Lyrics
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Six pounds of chronic on my grandma coffee table
That's how you remember it, that's how I remember it
Yeah, dip into the liquor store, .9 in my khaki's
Crips tryna get at me, my red Impala bumping like acne
My city a trap me
Been shot, robbed, stabbed, chased home, socked out
Disintegrate niggas went into me, dome shots like Kennedy
Slugs trippin' with Henessey, got murderous tendencies
And if you don't know where the fuck they got me from
Martin Scorsese when I pull out my gun
Scarface, car chase, tell me how your blood taste
Ask your baby mama, she'll tell you how a blood taste
Basket case, still I'm back with Dre, wait I never left
Run up in Beats, "Bitch pass the safe! Compton"
Produced by a billionaire in this motherfucker
Still smoking, Dre we need a ceiling in this motherfucker
Compton!
They're killing in this motherfucker
They're drilling in this motherfucker
Lock the door, they're stealing in this motherfucker
No chains, no reins, this my home
Nigga this hub city, no fly zone
Niggas pull out burners, start breaking like turbo on ozone
Crack fiends on the back streets
Where the tracks lean and the needles lay
And switchblades, if you bitch made
Put chili all on your Frito Lay's
Where we dream of Montego Bay
But all we got is the swap meet
Where the cops meet, go bang bang
Leaves blood stains on the concrete
And I'm the only nigga bumping Mobb Deep
'Cause I mob deep down that side street
I'm a west side rider, live with gats on collars
Don't hate me, better get your dollars
I be on Rosecrans with a Glock in both hands
Leaning on that bro hand
Flame dump like a co-tail with my name on it
Another day in Compton, the thrill is high
Know somebody's watching, but I don't know why
Feel the fire burning, it touches the sky
Feeling coming at you, I won't die tonight
So I get by, I get by
I get by, I get, I get by
'Cause it's just another day in Compton
The lyrics of “Just the Other Day” by Dr. Alimantado capture the gritty reality of life in Compton, a city plagued by violence, drugs, and poverty. The song opens with a bold declaration of the game time, referring to the street game that rules the streets of the city. The singer then proceeds to paint a vivid picture of the environment he grew up in: a household where six pounds of chronic lay on his grandma’s coffee table, and the streets crawling with Crips out to get him.
The lyrics describe a world of violence and danger, where survival is key. The singer has been shot, robbed, chased home, and jabbed by countless assailants, including cops and gang members. He also boasts about his own deadly skills, uttering references to Martin Scorsese, Scarface, and Kennedy, alluding to the power he wields with his gun. The refrain “Another day in Compton” serves as a reminder that this is a daily occurrence and that he has to live through it.
Overall, the song is a poignant commentary on the hardships faced by the African American community in Compton, and the poverty and gang violence that plague them. While the lyrics may seem harsh and confrontational, they paint a realistic picture of a city in crisis and the people who inhabit it.
Line by Line Meaning
Six pounds of chronic on my grandma coffee table
There were six pounds of marijuana kept on the coffee table of Dr. Alimantado's grandmother
That's how you remember it, that's how I remember it
The event is remembered by both parties in the same way
Yeah, dip into the liquor store, .9 in my khaki's
I went to the liquor store with a gun (.9 millimeter) hidden in my pants
Crips tryna get at me, my red Impala bumping like acne
The Crips gang tried to come after me while I was in my red Impala blaring loud music
My city a trap me
Dr. Alimantado feels trapped in his own city (Compton)
Been shot, robbed, stabbed, chased home, socked out
Dr. Alimantado has faced various acts of violence such as shootings, robberies, stabbings, chases, and physical assault
Jabbed by esse's, cops, degenerate niggas with rags
He has been physically attacked by Hispanic gang members (esse's), police, and other gang members
Disintegrate niggas went into me, dome shots like Kennedy
He has been through traumatic experiences where bullets hit him in the head like John F. Kennedy's assassination
Slugs trippin' with Henessey, got murderous tendencies
The bullets are accompanied by Hennessy (alcohol) and there is a constant danger of being killed
And if you don't know where the fuck they got me from
If you don't know where he comes from, you won't understand his life experiences
Martin Scorsese when I pull out my gun
When Dr. Alimantado pulls out his gun, it feels like a scene from a Martin Scorsese movie
Scarface, car chase, tell me how your blood taste
He is comparing his life to the movie Scarface which also had a car chase scene and is asking how his enemies' blood tastes
Basket case, still I'm back with Dre, wait I never left
Despite all that has happened, Dr. Alimantado is still associated with Dr. Dre and he never really left Compton
Run up in Beats, "Bitch pass the safe! Compton"
He broke into a Beats store and demanded the safe to be opened, shouting 'Compton' to show his affiliation
Produced by a billionaire in this motherfucker
The song is produced by a billionaire
Still smoking, Dre we need a ceiling in this motherfucker
Dr. Alimantado is still smoking weed and he is requesting Dr. Dre to construct a ceiling to contain the smoke
They're killing in this motherfucker
People are getting killed in Compton
They're drilling in this motherfucker
People are involved in criminal activities such as drilling (robbing) in Compton
Lock the door, they're stealing in this motherfucker
People are stealing in Compton and hence, Dr. Alimantado advises to lock the doors for safety
No chains, no reins, this my home
Compton is his home and he doesn't want to be chained or restrained (stopped)
Nigga this hub city, no fly zone
Compton is called the 'hub city' and there are no helicopters or planes allowed
Niggas pull out burners, start breaking like turbo on ozone
Gang members pull out guns (burners) and start attacking like the breakdancing move called 'turbo' on the pollutant 'ozone'
Crack fiends on the back streets
There are people addicted to cocaine (crack fiends) on the back streets of Compton
Where the tracks lean and the needles lay
There are tracks and needles (drug paraphernalia) on the streets
And switchblades, if you bitch made
Switchblades (a type of knife) are used if someone is weak or cowardly (bitch made)
Put chili all on your Frito Lay's
Adding hot sauce (chili) on Frito Lay's chips is a sign of disrespect
Where we dream of Montego Bay
People dream of going to Montego Bay, Jamaica, an escape from the harsh realities of Compton
But all we got is the swap meet
People in Compton have to settle for shopping at a swap meet, a place where used goods are sold
Where the cops meet, go bang bang
The cops meet at the swap meet and there is a lot of violence (bang bang)
Leaves blood stains on the concrete
The violence results in blood being spilled on the concrete
And I'm the only nigga bumping Mobb Deep
Dr. Alimantado is the only one listening to Mobb Deep, a rap group
'Cause I mob deep down that side street
He is walking down a side street listening to Mobb Deep and feeling like a gangster
I'm a west side rider, live with gats on collars
He is a gangster who always carries guns (gats) in his collars and he is from the west side of Compton
Don't hate me, better get your dollars
He is warning people to not hate him but to focus on making money
I be on Rosecrans with a Glock in both hands
He is on Rosecrans Avenue with a gun (Glock) in each hand
Leaning on that bro hand
He is leaning on the steering wheel of his car with his left hand
Flame dump like a co-tail with my name on it
He shoots out a lot of bullets from his guns, leaving behind a trail of flames with his name on it
Another day in Compton, the thrill is high
Every day in Compton brings a sense of thrill and danger
Know somebody's watching, but I don't know why
Despite being aware of being watched, Dr. Alimantado doesn't know why he is being watched
Feel the fire burning, it touches the sky
He feels a burning sensation and it feels like it's reaching the sky
Feeling coming at you, I won't die tonight
Despite feeling threatened, Dr. Alimantado is confident that he won't die tonight
So I get by, I get by
He manages to survive despite the constant danger
I get by, I get, I get by
He gets by and manages to survive
'Cause it's just another day in Compton
The song title is repeated and implies that every day in Compton is just like this
Lyrics © DistroKid, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Asiahn Jalecca Rebecca Bryant, Jayceon Terrell Taylor, Stanley Bernard Benton, Thepporn Petchubon, Theron Femmster, Trevor Lawrence
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