Genocide
Dr. Dre Lyrics


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Stone cold killers in these Compton streets
One hand on the 9, all eyes on me
Murder, murder
Call 9-1-1, emergency
Hands up in the air for the world to see
It's murder, it's murder
Murder
My daddy done killed a bitch
Went and put that dome to her head
My daddy done killa you
Don't fi a pull up pon a man and
(Let me up!) What it look like?
See my daddy done kill 'em dead
Bullets come down from the earth
My daddy done killa you
Don't fi a pull up pon a man and
(Let me up!) What it look?

Stone cold killers in these Compton streets
One hand on the 9, all eyes on me
Murder, murder
Call 9-1-1, emergency
Hands up in the air for the world to see
It's murder, it's murder
Murder

(It's been a 187 in this bitch!)
Murderess, murder listen, hit a suburban whippin'
Tinted windows ride at your wifey (Blah!) and I bet you miss her
Reload the protools and we throw the clip in both trays
That's one on the left and one in the right hand, Scottie Pippen both ways
Been doin' drive-bys, got this music industry timelined
Lookin' like Rosecrans when these niggas throw up them signs high
I'm talkin' about that bottom where it's high crimes
Shit, I'm just tryna get paid and keep 'em thighs high
Sometimes I feel like I could just bury 'em, bury 'em
Cause delirium, mass hysteria, scarier area
I'm very aware that hip hop needed somethin' to carry it
So I married that bitch and swung down in that chariot
Hangin' way too fuckin' close, beware the barrier
This is hub city nigga, don't make us embarrass you
Man, you should be realistic, these niggas 'round here ballistic
We did the numbers and you lookin' like another statistic

Stone cold killers in these Compton streets
One hand on the 9, all eyes on me
Murder, murder
Call 9-1-1, emergency
Hands up in the air for the world to see
It's murder, it's murder
Murder

Ahh, recognize whatever side the sides reside until the dead has risen
Live in a project building, dodgin' the module ceilings
I ride, I'mma ride in a stolen jeep
Ride with the eyes of five blind men, my vision (Corrupted)
Mama tried counselin', five plans for Kendrick (But fuck it)
My family's ties, had sabotaged Rosecrans existence (abducted)
My aliens on surveillance, they payed me a visit (Disgusting)
Our stadium's packed, raiders in black
Curls drippin', silver bullet, palladium in my strap
I lie on the side of a one way street
Nowhere to go, death all I can see
I say "Fuck is up?", I fuck 'em up, your supper's up or somethings up
I hoping all get orthotist, rope it before the double dutch broke
Plenty ruckus with the weapon I protect it under oath
My discretion, fuck your blessing, fuck your life
Fuck your hope, fuck your mama
Fuck your daddy, fuck you dead homie
Fuck the world up when we came up, that's Compton homie!

Murder, murder
Murder
Murder
It's all murder
Murder

Murder, murder




Murder, murder
(It's been a 187 in this bitch!)

Overall Meaning

The song "Genocide" by Dr. Dre featuring Kendrick Lamar is a commentary on the violence and crime that exists in Compton, California, a city that has struggled with gang activity and poverty for decades. The lyrics feature graphic descriptions of murder and violence, starting with the opening lines "Stone cold killers in these Compton streets, One hand on the 9, all eyes on me, Murder, murder, Call 9-1-1, emergency." The phrase "stone cold killers" refers to the reputation of Compton gangs as ruthless and unfeeling, while the reference to "One hand on the 9" refers to the semi-automatic handgun favored by many gang members.


Continuing with a verse by Kendrick Lamar, the song reflects on the history of violence in Compton and the impact it has had on its residents. Lamar raps about his own experiences growing up in the city, facing temptations of violence and crime. He speaks of his family's ties being sabotaged and his feeling of abandonment, with even his mother's attempts at counseling being ineffective. The song's chorus repeats the word "murder," emphasizing the bleakness of the situation, and the verse ends with him flipping off the world, reflecting his frustration at the hopelessness and despair that seems to define life in Compton.


Overall, "Genocide" speaks to the harsh realities of life in Compton, and the need for change in a place plagued by violence and poverty.


Line by Line Meaning

Stone cold killers in these Compton streets
Referring to the tough environment in Compton, where the people are dangerous


One hand on the 9, all eyes on me
Holding a gun, and drawing attention to oneself while doing something risky


Murder, murder
A popular call or chant during gang activity in Compton, which is underscoring the message of the song's rhythm and lyrics


Call 9-1-1, emergency
Encouraging listeners to call the police to report dangerous situations


Hands up in the air for the world to see
Suggesting that violence should be exposed, and that somebody should intervene before it causes a tragedy


It's murder, it's murder
The repeating 'It's Murder' carries a sense of hopelessness and dread that helps illustrate the problem in Compton


My daddy done killed a bitch
A reflection of how violence is passed down through generations in some homes


Went and put that dome to her head
A boastful and shocking description of how the killing took place


My daddy done killa you
A threat that reminds the listener of the song's violent theme


Don't fi a pull up pon a man and
This lyric is taken from a Jamaican patois phrase translated to 'Do not pull up on a man'. It is often used to advise someone not to start any trouble with anybody because the situation could easily turn from bad to worse.


(Let me up!) What it look like?
A chilling reminder of how victims can't do much to stop the people with weapons and how a situation can escalate quickly. It also conveys self-confidence and taunting of opponents


It's been a 187 in this bitch!
187 is a police code for a homicide, and the lyrics are meant to convey how violent the environment is


I'm talking about that bottom where it's high crimes
Describing a poor area where criminal activities are commonplace


Sometimes I feel like I could just bury 'em, bury 'em
Feeling the desperation and overwhelming sadness brought by violence in one's community


Cause delirium, mass hysteria, scarier area
Acknowledging the psychological impact that violence has on people and communities


This is hub city nigga, don't make us embarrass you
A warning to outsiders to stay in their lane and not to underestimate the people of Compton


Our stadium's packed, raiders in black
Reference to a Los Angeles stadium where the NFL Oakland Raiders once played and how they represent the tough image of Compton


Curls drippin', silver bullet, palladium in my strap
Describing how he looks and how his gun is loaded with silver bullets, which is the only way to kill werewolves in pop culture


I ride, I'mma ride in a stolen jeep
Telling a story about his rebellious nature and illicit activities


My discretion, fuck your blessing, fuck your life
A callous attitude towards people who oppose or criticize him


Fuck your hope, fuck your mama, fuck your daddy, fuck you dead homie
A display of ruthlessness and disregard for human life, causing listeners to contemplate the brutality of this statement that is becoming echoed as the song progresses


Murder, murder
An ad-lib used to make the song's violent theme more catchy with continued emphasis


It's all murder
Implying that there is no end to the violence and death that Compton residents see daily, burying any hope for peace


Murder, murder
Emphasizing the song's theme


Murder, murder
Repeating the 'murder' lyric conveys how commonplace and expected it is.


(It's been a 187 in this bitch!)
Closing the song with the same eerie line shows how it's a never-ending problem in Compton.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Andre Young, Kendrick Lamar, Morris Ricks, Dwayne Abernathy, Candice Pillay, Marsha Ambrosius, Sylvester Jordan Jr

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Ermis


on Fuck You

best dr.dre song and that phone call in the beginning funny ash

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