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Ice Cube with The Lench Mob I got it on
A that's livin' in the city of the criminal zone
One time keep the law in order
'Cause everybody's goin' crazy for a
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 a gang 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 house fellows are
So I get jealous
They keep did my hair grow?
Will the boys 'n' the hood have to beat Ice Cube?
Hell no, I'll static son, you'll see it's
I my 9 anyway
For the day one of my homies to squab
I'm still rollin wit The Mob

(AmeriKKKa's wanted)

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

Hey yo, what the poster read:
'Ice Cube is wanted
all it said
I put heads to bed and fled the scene wit all the
Hear and si-reens
When I feet they yo' rings, now they my rings
So give it up and then I just
Put another in progress
the American way
'cause I'm the
Ice Cube, a motherfuckin'
And tried to catch the early bird but slept, so
Who the worm?
And if I'm caught in a
You know I'ma beat the
a payoff, cop gotta 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
'cause I'm scarin' ya, wanted by

(Hey yo Cube man, they on ass)

Word, but who the fuck has
It's time to take a to the suburbs
Let em see a nigga
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 and the jewelry
Three later, I'm at the P-A-D
Had a fly ass bitch 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 tried to hit the when
The ol' bitch down the street turned me in
'Cause the feds was out there ten
I got hassled and in the back seat
I think when I was robbin' my own kind
The police didn't pay it no
But when I start the white folks
Now I'm in the pen wit the
I it before and I'll still taught it
Every with a color is most wanted