Ice Cube

[fox69]

"Man's Best Friend"

"Man's Best Friend"


"I can dig it!"

[Chorus: samples (repeat 2X) *1 and *2, *3 and *4 simultaneously]

[*1] "Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay"
[*2] "Dog-catcher, dog-catcher!"
[*3] "Bow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay"
[*4] "I can dig it!"

[Verse One]
Here's another topic I'm addressin
so learn a quick lesson, about your Smith and Wesson
Sit your ass back and comprehend
as I let you know about man's best friend
Now remember: it used to be a dog like Lassie
but now in ninety-one it's a gun if you asked me
Just like a jimmy hat's used for protection
I use my nine when suckers start to flexin
Cause if you run up and try to play mine
I'd rather have a AK than a fuckin canine
Cause if you shot your gun, and my dog tried to fetch her
me and the dog's goin out on a stretcher
And I ain't with that, so I gotta get that
big black gat, aim and I hit that
Forget about a dog fool, he'll shit in the den
Nowadays.. a gat is man's best friend

[Chorus + Cube saying "Man's best friend" after *3 first time]

[Verse Two]
Here is the reason why Ice Cube pack
Just in case the little punks try to jack
I can't put a motherfuckin pitbull
under a coat, in the small of my back
So I gotta take my beretta, and I betcha
it'll probably work, a 100 percent better
Cause it'll keep me out of danger
with sixteen in the clip and one in the chamber
So this goes to all y'all intruders
Beware of the owner, cause the owner is a shooter
I don't just wanna give your ass rabies
I'd rather have your ass pushing up daisies
And I can't do that with Benji,
Rin Tin Tin, or Spuds McKenzie
Forget about a dog fool, he'll shit in the den
Nowadays, a gat is man's best friend

"Just don't let me see you shoot no dogs!"
"Hey, I got shots fired here, send me another unit"
"The profile of a typical American gun owner is this:
Over thirty, white, male, middle class" [Peter Jennings]

"Take that motherfuckers!"

 

[fox69]

"Maniac In The Brainiac"
(feat. Mack 10)

"Maniac In The Brainiac"
(feat. Mack 10)



[Intro: Cube]
In every game, we gotta have the brains and the muscle
The game and the hustle... to be real on these streets
So here you have it, the Brainiac
Ice Cube
With the Maniac
Mack 10

[Mack & Cube:] Yay-y-yay! [X2]

[Verse One]

[Ice Cube:]
While ya'll niggas think about the pape
I think about which Titanic I'mma sink
The iceberg, with the nice words
I slice verbs and predicets, ghetto etiquette
Y'all better get, this dime-mega shit
The Braniac, the theory be conspiracy
Keep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty
Verbally call the Maniac and his attack dogs
Signing contracts with automatic jack clause

[Mack 10:]
I get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas
'Bout to show these so-called
Wig-splitters and nigg-hitters
Who the man be, and what the number one clique is
Let my nuts hang on these busts
And hoes see how big my dick is
Maniac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted
And teflon tips keep the .44 loaded
Straight quoted in nine-trey, by the dime
Now we connected
He said, "Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected"
So I...

[Chorus]
[Cube:] Maniac with Brainiac, Mack 10!
[Mack:] You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'
[Cube:] Maniac with Brainiac, Mack 10!
[Mack:] My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it
[Mack:] And it's on... feel the chrome

[Verse 2]

[Ice Cube:]
You in the Stargate, trying t'escape, it's not an option
Got torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie
Just put the car in drive, we can go ride- get this money
Determined as the Energized Bunny, make a left
Underground parking, guns start sparkin'
ATF enemies all around start chargin'
Tryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend
Ask me what you want, you bitch! I ain't speakin'

[Mack 10:]
Shit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think
(?) gives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't
It's like this on mine, potna
By all means, I got the ball
So it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call
Now, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool
Or you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool
But know this: I won't hesitate to peel your wig back
I'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak
It's Mack the Maniac, nigga

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

[Ice Cube:]
What's the plan? Everything thought out
Everything bought out, like Bill Gates
My niggas love steel weights
I'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years
I (?) your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers
I act kind to my peers and everybody that listen
They know when the Brainiac's missin'
The big fish, hanging with the chicken hawk
Got all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk

[Mack 10:]
You argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em
I'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em
Dog, I knew they were scareless
'Cause my brother Snoop told us
So fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us
Now when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on
But I'mma wait in front of they momma house
For that one nigga to get home
And when I gun, watch his body jump
And it's all going to amaze me
To see his own self
Layin' there with his own brains on the pavement

[Chorus]

[Outro: Mack 10]
And it's on... keep takin' 'til it's gone
And it's on... feel the wrath of the chrome
Wessiiide!
Ice Cube the Brainiac
Mack 10 the Maniac

 

[fox69]

"My Summer Vacation"

"My Summer Vacation"


[airline attendant]
This is the final boarding call for flight 1259
departing from Los Angeles, final destination to St. Louis
Thank you

[Ice Cube]
Damn G, the spot's gettin hot
So how the fuck am I supposed to make a knot?
Police looking at niggaz through a microscope
In L.A. everybody and they momma sell dope
They trying to stop it
So what the fuck can I do to make a profit?
Catch a flight to St. Louis
That's cool, cause nobody knew us
We stepped off the plane
Four gang bangers, professional crack slangers
Rented a car at wholesale
Drove to the ghetto, and checked in a motel
Unpacked and I grab the three-eighty
Cause where we stayin, niggaz look shady
But they can't fade South Central
Cause bustin a cap is fundamental
Checkin out every block close
Seein which one will clock the most
Yeah this is the one no doubt
Bust a U Bone, and let's clear these niggaz out

Ay ay man, whassup nigga?
Yo, well this Lench Mob nigga!
[gun shots]

Now clearin em out meant casualties
Still had the L.A. mentality
Bust a cap, and out of there in a hurry
Wouldn't you know, a driveby in Missouri
Them fools got popped
Took their corner next day, set up shop
And it's better than slangin in the Valley
Triple the profit makin more than I did in Cali
Breakin off rocks like Barney Rubble
Cause them mark-ass niggaz don't want trouble
And we ain't on edge when we do work
Police don't recognize the khakis and the sweatshirts
Getting bitches and they can't stand a
Nineteen-ninety-one Tony Montana
Now the shit's like a war
of gang violence, where it was never seen before
Punks whirl when the gat bust
Four jheri curl niggaz kickin up dust
And some of them are even lookin up to us
Wearing our colors and talkin that gang fuss
Giving up much love
Dyin for a street, that they ain't even heard of
But other motherfuckers want to stand strong
So you know the phrase, once again it's on

[TV announcer]
Top of the news tonight, gangs from South Central
Los Angeles which are known for their driveby shootings
have migrated into East St. Louis
leaving three dead and two others injured
No arrests have been made
Police say this is a nationwide trend
with similar incidents occuring in Texas, Michigan, and Oklahoma
(female voice repeating in background:
"If it can happen here, it can happen anywhere")

[Ice Cube]
BOOM, my homie got shot he's a goner black
St. Louis niggaz want they corner back
Shooting in snowy weather
It's illegal business, niggaz still can't stick together
Fuckin police got the four-one-one
that L.A. ain't all, surf and sun
But we ain't thinkin, bout the boys
Feudin, like the Hatfields and McCoys
Now the shit's gettin tricky
Cause now they lookin for the colors and the khakis
Damn, the spot's gettin hot from the battle
About to pack up and start slangin in Seattle
But the NARCs, raid about six in the morning
Try to catch a nigga while he's yawnin
Put his glock to my chest as I paused
Went to jail in my motherfuckin drawers
Tryin to give me, fifty-seven years
Face'll be full of those tattooed tears
It's the same old story and the same old nigga stuck
And the public defender ain't givin a fuck
The fool must be sparkin
Talkin about a double life plea bargain
You got to deal with the Crips and Bloods by hand G
Plus the Black Guerilla family
And the white pride don't like Northside
And it's a riot if any more niggaz die
No parole or probation
Now this is a young man's summer vacation
No chance for rehabilitation
Cause look at the motherfuckin years that I'm facin
I'ma end it like this cause you know what's up
My life is fucked

 

[fox69]

"Natural Born Killaz"
(feat. Dr. Dre)

"Natural Born Killaz"
(feat. Dr. Dre)



[Dr. Dre]
Journey with me
Into the mind of a maniac
Doomed to be a killer
Since I came out the nutsac
I'm in a murderous mindstate
With a heart full of terror
I see the devil in the mirror
Buck buck, lights out
'Cause when I grab my sawed-off
Niggaz get hauled off
Barrel one
Touches your motherfuckin' flesh
Barrel two
Tears your fuckin' heart out your chest
You see I'm quick to let the hammer go click
On my Tech-9 so if you try to wreck mine
Fool it's your bed time
Feel the blast from the chocolate bomber
Infrared aimed at your head
Like your name was Sarah Conner
Decapitatin' I aint hesitatin'
To put you in the funeral home
With a bullet in your dome
I'm hot like lava
You got a problem?
I got a problem solver
And his name is revolver
It's like a deadly game of freeze tag
I touch you with a .44 mag
And you're frozen inside a body bag
Nobody iller
Than this grave yard filler
Cap peeler
Cause I'm a natural born killa

[Ice Cube]
Terror illustrates my era
Now I can't hang around my momma
Cause I scare her
I want to blast motherfuckers up
It feels like I'm bustin' a nut
When I open you up
Cause your body is exposed to the midnight mist
All you weak motherfuckers give my ring a kiss
Cause I'm givin dirt naps
Comin' with them bomb ass raps
To make your lungs collapse perhaps
You never sleep
Cause evertime you doze
You catch blows to the motherfuckin' nose
Ain't seen the sun, in 66 days
Let me count the ways in a fucked up maze
I never ever ever made a ho stay
But I'm down with Dre
Like AC is down with OJ
So fuck how your livin'
I'm the unforgivin'
Psycho driven
Murdera
It's authentic
Don't panic
I can't stand it
God damn it
Scizophrenic
So fuck Charlie Manson
I'll snatch him out his truck
Hit 'em with a brick
And I'm dancin

[RBX]
Mass Murderer, Natural Born Killla,
And I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna
I don't wanna die!

[Ice Cube]
I don't understand the logic in my dreams
But I understand I like the sounds of sireens
Terrified screams from the streams of Strychnine
Dumpin' on any motherfucker tryin' to trick mine
Cause punk motherfuckers wanna violate
Now they stiff and cold
And they pupils won't dilate
Its so much pain
Migraine
Headache
I can hear his bones break
He steps in the single door
Got his ass whipped with 20 lashes
Like that dude up in Singapore
So I'm'a pull a fuckin' Jeffrey Dahmer
Now I'm suicidal, just like Nirvana

[Dr. Dre]
Tic Toc
Toc Tic Toc Tic
Dr. Dre and Ice Cube on some murderin' shit
Keepin' niggaz in order
Makin' their lives shorter
Ready to slaughter
Cause to me a life aint worth a quarter or a dime
Mushroom's got my mind
Hallicinatin
Ain't no debatin'
I'm creatin' an escape
Route to be out without a doubt
Scott Free, so don't even think about tryin' to stop me
Cause I cant wait
I'm out the gate
On the for realla
A thrilla
Or a natural born killa

[Ice Cube]
Gi-Gi Gi-Gi Gaga
They call me da-da
6 million ways to murder
Choose one
Lose one soul
Bodies turn cold
Natural fright from niggaz goin' bump in the night...

Should I peel 'er ([Dre:] yeah)
Should I kill her in my iller ([Dre:] hell yeah)
Then a Natural Born Killa

Should I peel 'er ([Dre:] yeah)
Should I kill her in my iller ([Dre:] hell yeah)
Then a Natural Born Killa

Should I peel 'er ([Dre:] yeah)
Should I kill her in my iller ([Dre:] hell yeah)
Then a Natural Born Killa

 

[fox69]

"No Country For Young Men"

"No Country For Young Men"


Many Motherfuckers Criticize Pros And How They Play
And Many Motherfuckers Criticize Rappers And What They Say
Even Though They Criticize Secretly They Fantasize
But They Know They'll Never Paid Be To Play

Yea I'm a Kill One Of You Young Punks
With A Old School Flow
Flow Flow

[Verse 1:]
Though I Walk Through The Shadow Of Death
I Gotta Make Sure That My Shoes And My Outfit Fresh
Ya'll Bitches Get Jealous When You See Me Coming
Ya'll Would Too If You See My Woman
Ya'll Know What We Bout To Do what we do
This Shit Here Bout As Sick As The Flu
Drunk Motherfuckers Wanna Vomit On My Shoe
Niggas Can't Have Shit Prolly Cause Of You
Rappers Go To Jail Like Oprah Go To Yale
Steadman policy Don't Ask Don't Tell
Wheres My Waterbees As I Go Get The Mail
Half Black Is The New Black Can't You Tell?
It Was BLue Black Like Wesley Snipes In New Jack
Now You Got To Have A White Mama Just To Do That
Tiger Woods Used To Be A Safe Nigga
Go Ahead Let Your Daughter Have A Date With Him
He'll Make With Her Prolly In A Wifebeater
TIger Bout To Change His Name To Cheater
I Don't Like It When You Call Me Big Poppa
From South Central And I Hate Helicopters
If We At School I'll Break In Your Locker
See Me With A Waterbottle Mixed With sparkle Vodka
Drink Responsibly Or Drink Constantly
Be Who You Wanna Be in This Economy
Drunk As Sean Connery At The Finery
Can't Throw Me Out I'm The Honery
Trust Me I'll Never Be The Nominee
I Don't Kiss Enough Ass I'm Too Honery
Ice Cube Be where the Piranah Be
Swim Upstream Eat all kinda meat
Westcoast Treat It Like Hyenas
Take What You Want From These Lieing Ass Cheaters
Eat The Fuck Out These fake ass zebras
That's How We Act When You Don't Wanna Feed Us
Crazy Motherfucker Since I Was A Fetus
You Might Aswell Join Us You Ain't Gonna Beat Us
Please Believe Us You Can Ask Jesus
I'm be here bout As Long As Regis
Understand I Never Pledge Of Alligiance
It's Like Balla Confusion Might Cause A Contusion boy
See You're Crusing For A Bruising
Fucking With A Pricipal That Don't Like Students
Don't You Know detention Is A Lynching
And If I failed To Mention, I'm spending up My Pension
No No No No

[Verse 2:]
The Reason I hung In
Cause This Right Here Is No Country For Young Men
Sunny You Done Fucked Up The Churches Money
I'm Red Fox And You That Big Dummy
THis Junkyard Was A Empire
Ya'll Let It Get Ran BY Vampires
Most MCs Are God Damn Liars
Like Them fuckin Supervisors Working Up keiser
Bitch I'm Not A Dodger I'm A Laker Punk
Use A Fucking Clipper You Can Call Me Jack The Ripper
Cut You Up By Your Gizzard Then Down By Your Liver
Rooter to The Tooter Gut You Like Flipper
Dipper Ya'll Better Treat Me Like The Skipper
Hair Trigga The Air Nigga
Air Honkey And Air Critter
I Come through And Kill Every Litter
Like That Like That Like That...

No Country For Young Men
No No No No
It's just a ball of Confusion
No Country For Young Men
No No No No
Your World Is Just An Illusion
No Country For Young Men
No No No No
It's a ball of Confusion
No Country For Young Men
No No No No
Your World Is Just An Illusion

[Outro:]
It is what it is mother fucker
No country for young men, only a country for real niggas

For real for real, on some real shit
Let me tell you what's real and what's fake
Look don't let me hurt your feelings

Kings of this shit, let it be known
Shit real niggas do real things, niggas better recognize
That's OG shit, old school
West side rollin.

 

[fox69]

"No Vaseline"

"No Vaseline"


Got damn, I'm glad ya'll set it off.
Used to be hard, now you're just wet and soft.
First you was down with the AK,
and now I see you on a video with Michel'le?
Lookin' like straight bozos.
I saw it comin', that's why I went solo.
And kept on stompin',
when ya'll mothafuckers moved straight outta Compton.
Livin' with the whites, one big house,
and not another nigga in site.
I started off with too much cargo,
dropped four niggas now I'm makin' all the dough.
White man just rulin'.
The Niggas With Attitudes -- who ya foolin'?
Ya'll niggas just phony,
I put that on my mama and my dead homeys.
Yella Boy's on your team, so you're losin';
Ay yo Dre, stick to producin'.
Callin' me Arnold, but you Been-a-dick;
Eazy E saw your ass and went in it quick.
You got jealous when I got my own company,
but I'm a man, and ain't nobody helpin' me.
Tryin' to sound like Amerikkka's Most,
you could yell all day but you don't come close.
Cuz you know I'm the one that flown,
ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go.
With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B, and ya'll disgrace the C-P-T.
Cuz you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy,
with no vaseline...

[Refrain]
[L.L. sample:] "Now you're gettin' done without vaseline..." [3x]
[Biz Markie sample:] "Damn, it feels good to see people...on it"

The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin',
who gives a fuck about a punk-ass villain?
You're gettin' fucked real quick,
and Eazy's dick, is smellin' like MC Ren's shit.
Tried to tell you a year ago,
but Willie D told me to let a hoe be a hoe, so
I couldn't stop you from gettin' ganked,
now let's play big-bank-take-little-bank.
Tried to dis Ice Cube, it wasn't worth it
cuz the broomstick fit your ass so perfect.
Cut my hair and I'll cut them balls,
cuz I heard you're, like, givin' up the drawers.
Gang-banged by your manager, fella,
gettin' money out your ass, like a mothafuckin' Ready Teller.
Givin' up the dollar bills,
now they got the Villain with a purse and high-heels.
So don't believe what Ren say,
cuz he's goin' out like Kunte Kinte,
but I got a whip for ya Toby;
used to be my homey, now you act like you don't know me.
It's a case of divide-and-conquer,
cuz you let a Jew break up my crew.
House nigga gotta run and hide,
yellin' Compton, but you moved to Riverside.
So don't front, MC Ren, cuz I remember when you drove a B 2-10.
Broke as a mothafuckin' joke.
Let you on the scene to back up the Verse Team.
It ain't my fault, one nigga got smart,
and they rippin' your asshole apart.
By takin' your green, oh yeah,
the Villain does get fucked with no vaseline.

[Refrain scratched]

I never have dinner with the President.
I never have dinner with the President.
I never have dinner with the President.
And when I see your ass again, I'll be hesitant.
Now I think you a snitch,
throw a house nigga in a ditch.
Half-pint bitch, fuckin' your homeboys.
You little maggot; Eazy E turned faggot.
With your manager, fella,
fuckin' MC Ren, Dr. Dre, and Yella.
But if they were smart as me,
Eazy E would be hangin' from a tree.
With no vaseline, just a match and a little bit of gasoline.
Light 'em up, burn 'em up, flame on...
till that Jheri curl is gone.
On a permanent vacation, off the Massa plantation.
Heard you both got the same bank account,
dumb nigga, what you thinkin' bout?
Get rid of that Devil real simple, put a bullet in his temple.
Cuz you can't be the Nigga 4 Life crew
with a white Jew tellin' you what to do.
Pullin' wools with your scams, now I gotta play the Silence of the Lambs.
With a midget who's a punk too,
tryin' to fuck me, but I'd rather fuck you.
Eric Wright, punk, always into somethin', gettin' fucked at night.
By Mista Shitpacker, bend over for the gotdamn cracker, no vaseline...

 

[fox69]

"Nothing Like L.A."
(feat. Butch Cassidy)

"Nothing Like L.A."
(feat. Butch Cassidy)



[Intro/Chorus: Ice Cube]
I Can Show You The [? ] To The Taj Mahal To The Strips In MIA
I Can Show The Waterfalls In Spain And Progue
To The Beaches in Troyes?
I Can Show You The World Girl The World Girl
But There Ain't Nothing Else Like LA
I Can Show You The World Girl The World Girl
But There Ain't Nothing Else Like LA
Nothing Like LA

[Verse 1:]
When They Come To LA They Got The Wrong Impression
When They Come To LA They Gotta Learn They Lesson
When They Come To Westcoast It's Such An Obsession
When They're Played Out I'm Just An Exception
When It Comes To Girl I Need Your Affection
Everytime You Walk By You Get My Inspection
All You Gotta Do Now Is Make Your Selection
And It Won't Be Hard To Win This Election

[Chorus:]
I Can Show You The Pawls And Brawls, The Taj Mahal To The Strips In M.I.A.
I Can Show You The Waterfalls In Spain And Prague
To The Beaches In Saint-Tropez
I Can Show You The World Girl The World Girl
But There Ain't Nothing Else Like LA
I Can Show You The World Girl The World Girl
But There Ain't Nothing Else Like LA
Nothing Like LA

[Verse 2:]
I Done Been Around The World I Ain't Impress
I Can't Wait Till We Hit LAX
Yea Toyoko Is Cool And Yea I Feel The UK
But Can't Nothing Can Fuck With California IA?
Espicially LA And I'm Feeling The Bay
But Ain't Nothing Like Rolling Down PCH
Top Down West Bound It's All Good
You Don't Go Hollywood When You're From Hollywood
Let's Go To The Hood And Fuck With The Haters
Then Head To The Staples Centre And Hang With The Lakers
No. 6 Is Cool But No. 24 Is The Champ
And Even D. Wade And Chris Bosh Know That

[Chorus:]
I Can Show You The Pawls And Brawls, The Taj Mahal To The Strips In M.I.A.
I Can Show You The Waterfalls In Spain And Prague
To The Beaches In Saint-Tropez
I Can Show You The World Girl The World Girl
But There Ain't Nothing Else Like LA
I Can Show You The World Girl The World Girl
But There Ain't Nothing Else Like LA
Nothing Like LA

[Verse 3:]
The BET awards And Even The Grammies
They Always Pick LA Over Miami
I Love Miami I Ain't Dissing Miami
But Where Would You Rather Get Robbed For Your Grammy?
Ain't Nothing Like Sunset Boulevard
Compton And Watch If You Wanna Be Hard
We Got It All What You Thought Not At All
If You Sick Of This Shit Take A Tylenol
It's Just Me And My Woman Verses all Ya'll
And We Taking A Bow It's Our Curtain Call
The Angels Are Lost They Don't Wanna Be Found
If God Is Looking For Them I Can Show Him Around

[Chorus:]
I Can Show You The [? ] To The Taj Mahal To The Strips In MIA
I Can Show The Waterfalls In Spain And Progue
To The Beaches in Troyes?
I Can Show You The World Girl The World Girl
But There Ain't Nothing Else Like LA
I Can Show You The World Girl The World Girl
But There Ain't Nothing Else Like LA
Nothing Like LA

 

[fox69]

"Now I Gotta Wet'Cha"

"Now I Gotta Wet'Cha"


It's on like Donkey Kong
You wanted that fast buck
now I gotta light that ass up
The nigga with the big fat trigger
Don't test me, gravedigger had the swig
of the ST, remember the time we first met her
You threw your set up now you gotta get wetter
BOOM! PING! BUCK! POW!
Now who's that nigga with the diff'rent style?
Uhh, ya wanted ta trick
It's all about the pud and who can empty it
First mate, they made day AK
and I'll Kurtis Blow ya ass away like AJ
I'm almost certain I'm put on the hurtin
Bitch, it's curtains!
Locced in my motherfuckin head
Gotta play connect-the-dots with my infrared
You in danger, Mr Gangbanger
It ain't cool to take nappy from a stranger
Wit'cha drive-by's it took time to catch ya
but now I gotta wet'cha

[Chorus:]

Now I gotta wet'cha (wet'cha)
Now I gotta wet'cha (wet'cha)
I'm comin ta get'cha (get'cha)
You better hope I don't catch ya (catch ya)
(You're all wet) The nigga with the big fat trigger
(You're all wet) The nigga with the big fat trigger

S-I-M-I
Valley for the KKK, Rodney!
A place on the map where the order is
though devils can't leap up a motorist
and get nothin but a slap on the wrist
Gorillas, gorillas report to the mist
The fist of fury and I'ma shove em
Motherfuck the jury and who ever love em
Why you have to leave it to Beaver?
Now I'm chasin Beaver' ass with a cleaver
With the sling, sling, sling and chop, chop, chop
Get them on, nigga
cos tonight we're havin chopped liver
And I'ma cut out'cha heart
Start the fryin pan for the devil a'la carte
Twelve motherfuckers ya better be glad I never met'cha
Cos I'm gonna wet'cha

[Chorus]

Now wet motherfuckers are bloody
Cos a bullet'll mould your ass like silly putty
White in the shape
A hollow point'll run up in ya like ya got weight
Comin out'cha back, Mr Mack
Now they got yo' guts in a sack
Use to have ya crew real fat in a huddle
now you're wet in a puddle, here is the Ice Cube rebuttle
You ain't gotta chance, cos even if my bullet just glance
Ya still wet your pants
So what'cha wanna do when I got'cha ass point blank
Ya guaranteed to spank
Stiff as a board, ya floored
Go meet the Lord and then get ignored
Cos you're on your way to hell and that I can bet'cha
That's why I had to wet'cha

[Chorus]

(You're all wet) The nigga with the big fat trigger
[repeat to fade]

 

[fox69]

"Once Upon A Time In The Projects"

"Once Upon A Time In The Projects"


Once upon a time in the projects, yo
I damn near had to wreck a ho
I knocked on the door - "Who is it?"
It's Ice Cube, come to pay a little visit to ya
And what's up with the niggers in the parking lot
She said fuck em, cause they get sparked alot
I sat on the couch but it wasn't stable
and then I put my Nikes on the coffee table
Her brother walked in he's into gangbangin
cause he walked up and said "what set you claimin"
I don't bang I write the good rhymes
The whole scenery reminded me of Good Times
I don't like to feel that I'm put in a rut
by a young nigga that needs to pull his pants up
He threw up a set and then he was gone,
I'm thinkin to myself, wont this bitch bring her ass on.
Her mother came in with a joint in her mouth
and fired up the sess it was sess no doubt
She said please excuse my house and all that
I said yeah cause I was buzzed from the contact
Lookin at a fucked up black and white
her mom's bitchin cause the county check wasn't right
She had another brother that was three years old
and had a bad case of the runny nose
He asked me who I was then I had to pause
It smelled like he took a shit in his little drawers
I saw her sister that needs get her ass kicked
only thirteen and already pregnant
I grabbed the forty out the bag and took a swig
cause I was getting overwhelmed by BeBe Kids
They were runnin and playin and cursin and yellin
and tellin and look at this young punk bailin
I heard a knock on the door without the password
and her mom's got the 12 guage Mossberg
The nigga said "yo, what's for sale"
and the bitch came out with a bag of ya-yo
She made the drop and got the 20 dollars
from a smoked out fool with ring around the collar
The girl I was waiting for came out
I said BITCH I DIDN'T KNOW THIS WAS A CRACK HOUSE
I got my coat and SUDDENLY ...
(police breaking into house annoucing themselves)
The cop busted in and had a Mac-10 pointed to my dome
and I said to myself once again it's on
He threw me on the carpet, and wasn't cuttin no slack
stomped on my head and put his knee in my back
First he tried to wrap me up, slap me up, rough me up
They couldn't do it so they cuffed me up
I said FUCK how much abuse can a nigga take
Hey yo officer you're making a big mistake
Since I had on a shirt that said I was dope
He thought I was selling base and couldn't hear my case
He said get out my face I musta had a grudge
His reply tell that bullshit to the judge
The girl I was with wasn't sayin nothin
I said AIYYO BITCH you better tell em SOMETHIN
She started draggin and all of a sudden
we all got tossed in the patty wagon
Now I beat the rap but that ain't the point
I had a warrant so I spent 2 weeks in the joint
Now the story you heard has one little object
DON'T FUCK WITH A BITCH FROM THE PROJECTS!

 

[fox69]

"Once Upon A Time In The Projects 2"

"Once Upon A Time In The Projects 2"


Once upon a time in the projects yo
I damn near had to wreck a hoe
Yellin through the screen do' (HEY, let me in!)
(Big Daddy got a fifth of gin, and down to sin)
Baby up in two-ten, is on a nigga
Bendin over pickin up her mail, she can tell I'm dyin to get her
I'm sittin in yo' livin room, slash kitchen
A nigga ain't tryin to be the fuckin groom so stop bitchin
[knock knock knock] I like the way that ass is switchin, answer the do'
Some nigga in a eighty-kay, yo' baby daddy
lookin like he mad at me (what) wit'cho name on his neck
Here we go with mo' drama in the projects

Wait a minute, who is this motherfucker?

You better take his ass in the back, and start talkin
Nick that bud 'fore it bloom, and start stalkin
I can hear you guys yellin [glass breaks] a little strugglin
Youse a FOOL if you think that I'm jumpin in
That nigga jet, smokin on a ciggarette
You say domestic shit, get you soakin wet?
Well come widdit and get it, blow my socks
while I'm drinkin all the Kool-Aid, watchin Jamie Foxx
I'm hearin mo' knocks [knock knock knock]
(Oh, that's just my people
They came all the way to the projects to meet you) Who?
This fool wearin black, his girl, in the see through
Distraction, a little action, [fight ensues] I woke up
Tied up like (What happened? Punk you shoulda stuck to rappin
Niggaz tell me you got a house full of platinum..
Where the platinum at motherfucker?
I hear that shit worth more than gold!)

Wait a minute motherfucker, this my house!

Once upon a time in the projects [3X]
Once upon a time, once upon a time

I'm like baffled, they got me gaffled, with the duct tape
So I remain raw, in come this chainsaw [knock knock knock]
Another knock, it's the girl from two-ten
here to drop salt, that's when them bitches fought
I thought, "I bet-ta plan my escape"
In the midst of this commotion, Ice Cube is breakin tape
I'm free, bombin on the first thing I see
And guess who walk in, with a nine, and a grin
It's the baby daddy he ain't playin, [gunshots]
He started layin everybody down, about face with a frown
I'm runnin to the bedroom, I lock the do'
and grab the phone, the bitch phone ain't turned on
I think I'm gone, that's when I hear a soft knock
It's the girl from two-ten, with her number, and a glock
Said, "Call me up, if it's for sex, or chin check
Nigga get you a real ass bitch from the projects!"

And I just might do that

Once upon a time in the projects [3X]
Once upon a time, once upon a time