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Ice Cube with The Lench Mob I got it on
A nigga livin' in the city of the criminal zone
One time can't keep the law in
'Cause everybody's goin' for a quarter
You're tuned in to the number one 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 gang
one in the chamber
'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 thinkin' did my hair grow?
Will the boys 'n' the hood to beat down Ice Cube?
no, I'll static son, you'll see it's okay
I my 9 anyway
For the day one of my homies to squab
I'm still wit The Lench Mob

(AmeriKKKa's wanted)

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

Hey yo, what the poster read:
'Ice is wanted dead'
That's all it
I put heads to bed and fled the scene wit all the
shots and si-reens
When I feet first they yo' rings, now they my
So give it up punk and then I
Put another jack in
the American way
'cause I'm the
Ice Cube, a motherfuckin'
And to catch the early bird but they slept, so
Who gets the
And if I'm in a trap
You know beat the wack
With a payoff, cop lay off
FBI on my dick, off!
I'm not a rebel or a on a quest
I'm a with a 'S' on his chest
So get the Kryptonite I'm a rip tonight
I'm scarin' ya, wanted by America

(Hey yo Cube man, on your ass)

Word, but who the has heard?
It's time to a trip to the suburbs
Let em see a nigga
blank for the Caucasian
Cock the hammer crackle, smile
Take me to house, pal
Got to the house, my got fat, see
the safe, got the money and the jewelry
Three later, I'm at the P-A-D
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
out, I gotta get the fuck out
Pack my bags and tried to hit the when
The ol' bitch down the street must've me in
'Cause the feds was out there ten
I got hassled and gaffled in the back
I think back when I was robbin' my own
The didn't pay it no mind
But when I start the white folks
Now I'm in the pen wit the
I said it and I'll still taught it
Every motherfucker with a color is most