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Ice Cube with The Mob I got it goin' on
A nigga that's in the city of the criminal zone
One time 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 talkin I'm ya
I'm darin ya to hell and bail and brag and sag
Or beat down for ya
'cause if you is or you ain't a banger
one in the chamber
'cause you'll get them put on ya son
Ice has got the 4-1-1
All the ol' school fellows are crooks
So I get looks
keep thinkin' did my hair grow?
Will the boys 'n' the hood have to beat Ice Cube?
Hell no, static son, you'll see it's okay
I my 9 anyway
For the day one of my want to squab
I'm still rollin wit The Mob

(AmeriKKKa's wanted)

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

Hey yo, here's the poster read:
'Ice Cube is wanted
all it said
I put heads to bed and fled the wit all the green
Hear and si-reens
When I feet first yo' rings, now they my rings
So it up punk and then I just
Put another in progress
the American way
'cause I'm the
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 beat 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 I'm a rip tonight
'cause I'm scarin' ya, by America

(Hey yo Cube man, on your ass)

Word, but who the has heard?
It's time to take a trip to the
Let em see a invasion
Point blank for the
Cock the then crackle, smile
me to your house, pal
Got to the house, my got fat, see
Crack the safe, got the and the jewelry
Three later, I'm at the P-A-D
Had a little fly ass wit me
in a dig, yo it couldn't be
(What up G?) Saw my on TV
Damn (oh shit!) I know I lucked out
Struck out, I gotta get the out
Pack my bags and to hit the dough when
The ol' bitch down the street turned me in
'Cause the was out there ten deep
I got hassled and in the back seat
I think back when I was robbin' my own
The police pay it no mind
But when I start robbin' the white
Now I'm in the pen wit the
I said it before and still taught it
Every motherfucker with a is most wanted