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Ice Cube The Lench Mob I got it goin' on
A nigga livin' in the city of the criminal zone
One time can't the law in order
everybody's goin' crazy 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 Cube has got the
All the ol' house fellows are crooks
So I get jealous
keep thinkin' did my hair grow?
Will the boys 'n' the have to beat down Ice Cube?
Hell no, I'll son, you'll see it's okay
I keep my 9
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 away clean, people got hurt
But if you me, you know that I'm liable
To a cap 'cause it's all about survival of the fittest
I'm a crook
I did so much dirt I need to be in the Guinness
From the shit I took from
I reap all fat shit, jack
Back to the sect
I crew after crew but they can't catch me yet
'cause I'm slick as
They can't get wit me, cops shit to me
I dig a pig so I drop the dogs
And sweat em like hogs
And get mad, mad 'cause I'm the nigga flaunt it
AmeriKKKa's most

Hey yo, here's the poster read:
'Ice is wanted dead'
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 jack 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 I'ma 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 nigga 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 fuck has
It's time to take a to the suburbs
Let em see a invasion
Point 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 fly ass bitch wit me
Sittin' in a dig, yo it 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 gaffled in the back
I think back when I was my own kind
The police didn't pay it no
But I start robbin' the white folks
Now I'm in the pen wit the
I said it before and I'll still it
Every motherfucker a color is most wanted