There's no stoppin' what can't be No killin' what be killed There's out there waitin' for us There's somethin' out there for us
You can run but you hide from the Westside Night stalker, shit talker, run and tell it's the L M Nigga with the gat and I'm Off the everyday prey that I
Rollin' with a fo' ya through South Central ho should know that, she'll get the bozack 'Cause I'm not stavin', but fuck that Johnny ho Never had me on the Late Show
with the shit that'll hit Steady mobbin' 'cause the flavor's There the neighborhood Nigga with the album, how come he don't fall off? Rollin' with the gauge
Turn the of the chapter, caught up in the rapture But you know Anita, she can get the Eat 'em up yum and you're Billboard and the editor, here comes The Predator
Yo, I'm out, but I'll be Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out, but I'll be
Check head for the new style Fuck Laurence Powell and Briseno, Wind and Koon, soon We'll them like they fucked us and won't kiss 'em Riots nothin' but dodge for the system
Fightin' the beast, no justice, no peace If any, if we fuck up Denny Niggaz are sick of your white man with no treat That's right, now it's on, on
You call me a Muslim, no, I'm not a Still got my in, Farrakhan for president Of white America, I'm tearing ya a new Who's the with the new black
Strollin' to suburb house and I douse with gas Now who's cleanin' up Eat 'em up yum and you're Motherfuck Billboard and the editor, here The Predator
Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out, but I'll be Yo, I'm out, but I'll be Yo, I'm out Here The Predator
somethin' out there waitin' for us
Got my rag showin' and I'm hoin', Ira Reiner Can kiss my grits like Flo, on Diner I'm meaner than a motherfuckin' hyena chasin' Put my chrome to your dome, watch it bust like a
I can't stand a rope, so don't try to 'em Talk dogs, boy I can slang 'em on your noggin' 'Cause Ice'll cream your ass like
Chocolate, I get crazy I catch wreck Even be flippin' the like da-diggity-dung, Das-EFX So who is Ice Cube? I'm a rapper, actor, Got a little problem with the cracker, did the tallywacker
Jerry Heller is a shit packer with a crazy pitch And the Statue of Liberty ain't nothin' but a bitch Don't wanna give up the crack, to the
But call it racial, if we go and rape the ho But eat 'em up yum and floored Motherfuck Billboard and the editor, I am The
Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out
Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out, but I'll be Yo, I'm out, but be back Yo, I'm out
They indicated, that trapped, the creature activated A self-destruct device, that destroyed, enough rain To cover three city blocks