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Ice with The Lench Mob I got it goin' on
A nigga that's livin' in the of the criminal zone
One can't keep the law in order
'Cause goin' crazy for a quarter
You're tuned in to the one crew in the area
The way I'm I'm scarin' ya
I'm darin ya to hell and bail and brag and sag
Or beat for ya flag
'cause if you is or you ain't a banger
Keep one in the
'cause you'll get them put on ya son
Ice has got the 4-1-1
All the ol' school house fellows are
So I get jealous
They keep did my hair grow?
Will the boys 'n' the hood have to down Ice Cube?
Hell no, I'll static son, you'll see okay
I my 9 anyway
For the day one of my homies want to
I'm still rollin wit The Mob

(AmeriKKKa's wanted)

Back in the day I dip my shirt in
Sometimes I got clean, sometimes people got hurt
But if you know me, you know that I'm
To bust a cap 'cause all about survival of the fittest
I'm a crook
I did so dirt I need to be in the Guinness Book
the shit I took from people
I reap all fat shit, jack
Back to the sect
I leave crew after crew but can't catch me yet
'cause I'm as slippery
They get wit me, cops ain't shit to me
I can't dig a pig so I the dogs
And em like sweat hogs
And get mad, mad 'cause I'm the that flaunt it
AmeriKKKa's wanted

Hey yo, here's what the poster
'Ice Cube is dead'
That's all it
I put heads to bed and the scene wit all the green
Hear shots and
When I feet first they yo' rings, now my rings
So give it up and then I just
Put another in progress
It's the way
I'm the G-A-N-G-S-T-A
Ice Cube, a clepto'
And tried to catch the early but they slept, so
Who the worm?
And if I'm caught in a
You know I'ma the wack
a payoff, cop gotta lay off
FBI on my dick, off!
I'm not a rebel or a on a quest
I'm a nigga a 'S' on his chest
So get the Kryptonite 'cause I'm a rip
'cause I'm ya, wanted by America

(Hey yo Cube man, they on ass)

Word, but who the fuck has
time to take a trip to the suburbs
Let em see a invasion
Point for the Caucasian
Cock the then crackle, smile
Take me to house, pal
Got to the house, my got fat, see
Crack the safe, got the money and the
Three weeks later, I'm at the
Had a little fly ass wit me
Sittin' in a dig, yo it be
(What up G?) Saw my on TV
Damn (oh shit!) I didn't I lucked out
Struck out, I gotta get the out
Pack my bags and to hit the dough when
The ol' bitch down the must've turned me in
the feds was out there ten deep
I got hassled and in the back seat
I think back when I was robbin' my own
The police didn't pay it no
But when I start robbin' the white
Now I'm in the pen wit the
I said it before and I'll still it
Every motherfucker a color is most wanted