Evil
Schoolboy Q Feat. Kendrick Lamar Lyrics


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We're far from good
Not good from far
90 miles per hour down Compton Boulevard
With the top down, screaming we don't give a fuck
Drink my 40 ounce of freedom while I roll my blunt
Cause the kids just aint alright

Oh shit nigga
Somethin' bout to happen
Nigga this shit, nigga this sound like 30 keys under the compton court building
Hope the dogs don't smell it

Welcome to vigilante
802s so don't you ask me
I'm hungry my body's antsy
I'll rip through your fucking pantry
Peeling off like a? examine my orchestra
Granny said when I'm old enough
I'll be sure to be all I can be
You niggas Marcus Camby, washed up
Pussy fix ya panties
I'm Mr. Marcus, you gettin' fucked, ugh
You ain't heard nothing harder since Daddy Kane
Take it vain, Vicodins couldn't ease the pain
Lightening bolts hit ya body, you thought it rained
Not a cloud in sight, just the shit that I write strong enough
To stand in front of a traveling freight train
Are you trained, to go against Dracula
Dragging the record industry by my fangs
AK clips, money clips and gold chains
You walk around with a P90 like it's the 90's
Bullet to your temple your homocide'll remind me

Them Compton crip niggas aint nothing to fuck with
Bompton Piru's aint nothing to fuck with
Compton es?'s aint nothin' to fuck with
But they fuck with me and bitch I love it

Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woop
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woopty woop woop
(California dungeons)
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woop
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woopty woop woop
(California dungeons)

Lets hit the county building gotta catch my check
Spend it all to a 40 ounce to the neck
And in retrospect I remember December being the hottest
Squad cars, neighborhood wars and stolen monsters
I tell you mothafuckers that life is full of hydraulics
Up and down, get 64 better know how to drive it
I'm driving on E with no license or registration
Heart racin' racing past johnny because he's racist
1987, the children of Ronald Reagan raped the leaves off your front porch
With a machine blow torch
He blowing on sess, hoping to ease the stress
He copping some blow hoping that it can stretch
New born massacre, hoppin' out the passenger
With calendars cause your date coming
Run 'em down them he gun em down
I'm hoping that you fast enough
Even the legs of Michael Johnson don't mean nothin' because

Them Compton crip niggas aint nothing to fuck with
Bompton Piru's aint nothing to fuck with
Compton es?'s aint nothin' to fuck with
But they fuck with me and bitch I love it

Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woop
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woopty woop woop
(California dungeons)
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woop
Whoopty whoop, woopty woop woopty woop woop
(California dungeons)

Can't detour when you at war with your city
Why run for?
Just ride with me, just die with me
That gun store, right there
When you fight, don't fight fair
Cause you'll never win

Can't detour when you at war with your city
Why run for?
Just ride with me, just die with me
That gun store, right there
When you fight, don't fight fair
Cause you'll never win
Yeah yeah yeah





Woah woah wo-wo-wo-woah
Woah woah wo-wo-wo-woah

Overall Meaning

The song "Evil" by Schoolboy Q feat. Kendrick Lamar is a portrayal of the street life in Compton. The opening lines of the song, "We're far from good, not good from far. 90 miles per hour down Compton Boulevard," suggest that even though they are not leading exemplary lives, they are not invisible from the public eye. They are living fast, reckless, and carefree lives, where they don't care about anything but the fleeting moment of freedom they've been given. The line, "Cause the kids just ain't alright," reveals that this lifestyle is a choice for some kids who are forced into making bad decisions because of their circumstances.


The chorus of the song, "Them Compton crib niggas ain't nothing to fuck with. Bompton Piru's ain't nothing to fuck with. Compton es?'s ain't nothin' to fuck with. But they fuck with me and bitch I love it," indicates that the artists are part of the community in Compton, where they've made a name for themselves through their music. But they are also aware of the dangers of being associated with street gangs and drug dealers in Compton.


The verses of the song describe scenes of violence, drugs, and crime. Kendrick Lamar's verse, in particular, talks about the historical and social context of Compton, where children of Ronald Reagan were born with a silver spoon in their mouths and lived their lives unmindful of the struggles of working-class families in the area. The lines "1987, the children of Ronald Reagan raped the leaves off your front porch with a machine blowtorch" allude to the extreme wealth gap in Compton, where the rich use their money and power to oppress the poor.


Line by Line Meaning

We're far from good
We are not good people


Not good from far
Even from a distance, we are not good


90 miles per hour down Compton Boulevard
We are driving recklessly fast down a dangerous street in our neighborhood


With the top down, screaming we don't give a fuck
We are being loud and obnoxious, not caring about the consequences of our actions


Drink my 40 ounce of freedom while I roll my blunt
I am drinking alcohol and smoking weed, trying to escape from my problems


Cause the kids just aint alright
The younger generation in our community is struggling and not doing well


Somethin' bout to happen
Something big is about to occur


Nigga this shit, nigga this sound like 30 keys under the compton court building
This situation feels like there is a massive amount of drugs hidden underneath a building in our town


Hope the dogs don't smell it
I hope the police dogs do not catch the scent of the drugs


Welcome to vigilante
We are taking the law into our own hands


802s so don't you ask me
I am not going to explain what that means, it is just something we say


I'm hungry my body's antsy
I am hungry and feeling restless


I'll rip through your fucking pantry
I will go through your kitchen and take any food I can find


Peeling off like a? examine my orchestra
I am leaving quickly while contemplating the group of people around me


Granny said when I'm old enough
My grandmother gave me advice for when I become an adult


I'll be sure to be all I can be
I will strive to reach my full potential


You niggas Marcus Camby, washed up
You guys are like the retired basketball player Marcus Camby, no longer relevant or successful


Pussy fix ya panties
Grow a pair, stop being such a coward


I'm Mr. Marcus, you gettin' fucked, ugh
I am in charge and you are at my mercy


You ain't heard nothing harder since Daddy Kane
This is the hardest thing you have heard since the rapper Big Daddy Kane


Take it vain, Vicodins couldn't ease the pain
I will take anything to escape my emotional pain and nothing seems to help


Lightening bolts hit ya body, you thought it rained
My words will hit you hard, like a sudden storm you were not prepared for


Not a cloud in sight, just the shit that I write strong enough
There is nothing obvious or visible causing this, it is just my powerful words


To stand in front of a traveling freight train
My words are strong enough to stop a moving train


Are you trained, to go against Dracula
Are you ready to fight someone as powerful and dangerous as Dracula


Dragging the record industry by my fangs
I am taking the music industry by force, like a vampire using its teeth


AK clips, money clips and gold chains
We carry guns, cash, and flashy jewelry as symbols of our power and wealth


You walk around with a P90 like it's the 90's
You act like you are in the 90's, still using outdated weapons


Bullet to your temple your homocide'll remind me
Killing you will bring back memories of other murders I have committed


Them Compton crip niggas aint nothing to fuck with
We should not mess with the Crips gang in our city


Bompton Piru's aint nothing to fuck with
We should not mess with the Bloods gang in our city


Compton es?'s aint nothin' to fuck with
We should not mess with the Ese's (Mexican gang) in our city


But they fuck with me and bitch I love it
But these gangs mess with me and I enjoy the attention and power it brings


Lets hit the county building gotta catch my check
We are going to the government building to get my paycheck


Spend it all to a 40 ounce to the neck
I will spend all of my money on a large bottle of alcohol


And in retrospect I remember December being the hottest
Looking back, I remember December being a significant and memorable time


Squad cars, neighborhood wars and stolen monsters
There were many police cars, violent conflicts, and stolen cars in our neighborhood


I tell you mothafuckers that life is full of hydraulics
I want you all to know that life is unpredictable and full of ups and downs


Up and down, get 64 better know how to drive it
Life has many changes, we must know how to adapt and stay in control


I'm driving on E with no license or registration
I am driving with little gas left and without proper documentation


Heart racin' racing past johnny because he's racist
I am speeding past a police officer named Johnny because I think he is racist


1987, the children of Ronald Reagan raped the leaves off your front porch
During Ronald Reagan's presidency in 1987, there was severe damage done to your property


With a machine blow torch
The damage was done using a powerful tool like a blowtorch


He blowing on sess, hoping to ease the stress
He is smoking marijuana to try and reduce his stress levels


He copping some blow hoping that it can stretch
He is buying cocaine, hoping to make it last longer


New born massacre, hoppin' out the passenger
Someone new to violence is involved in committing a massacre and getting out of a vehicle


With calendars cause your date coming
They are keeping track of their schedule because they know they will commit more crimes soon


Run 'em down them he gun em down
They will continue to chase and shoot their victims


I'm hoping that you fast enough
I am hoping that the victim is fast enough to avoid being caught


Even the legs of Michael Johnson don't mean nothin' because
No matter how fast the victim is, they will still be caught because of the violence and power of the criminal


Can't detour when you at war with your city
When you are in a conflict with your own community, there is no avoiding it


Why run for?
Why try to escape from the problem?


Just ride with me, just die with me
Come with me and either fight for our cause or die with us


That gun store, right there
We have easy access to firearms to continue our violent actions


When you fight, don't fight fair
In a conflict like this, there are no rules or fairness to be followed


Cause you'll never win
If you try to fight us, you will lose


Yeah yeah yeah
Expressing agreement or excitement


Woah woah wo-wo-wo-woah
Expressing surprise or shock


Woah woah wo-wo-wo-woah
Repeated expression of surprise or shock




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DANTE PERKINS, DONTE PERKINS, KENDRICK LAMAR

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