My Summer Vacation

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Ice Cube

O'Shea Jackson (born June 15, 1969), better known by his stage name Ice Cube, is an American rapper, record producer, actor, screenwriter, film producer, and director. He began his career as a member of the hip hop group C.I.A. and later joined the rap group N.W.A (Niggas With Attitudes). After leaving N.W.A in December 1989, he built a successful solo career in music, and also as a writer, director, actor and producer in cinema. Additionally, he has served as one of the producers of the Showtime television series Barbershop and the TBS series Are We There Yet?, both of which are based upon films in which he portrayed the lead character. more »

Year:

2001

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[Airline attendant] 
This is the final boarding call for flight 1259 
Departing from Los Angeles  final destination to St. Louis 
Thank you 

[Ice Cube] 
Damn G  the spot's gettin hot 
So how the f*** am I supposed to make a knot? 
Police looking at n****z through a microscope 
In L.A. everybody and they momma sell dope 

They trying to stop it 
So what the f*** can I do to make a profit? 
Catch a flight to St. Louis 
That's cool, cause nobody knew us 

We stepped off the plane 
Four gang bangers, professional crack slangers 
Rented a car at wholesale 
Drove to the ghetto, and checked in a motel 

Unpacked and I grab the three-eighty 
'Cause where we stayin, n****z look shady 
But they can't fade South Central 
'Cause bustin a cap is fundamental 

Checkin' out every block close 
Seein' which one will clock the most 
Yeah this is the one no doubt 
Bust a you Bone, and let's clear these n****z out 

Ay ay man, wha**up n****? 
Yo, well this Lench Mob n****! 

[Gun shots]

Now clearin' em out meant casualties 
Still had the L.A. mentality 
Bust a cap, and out of there in a hurry 
Wouldn't you know, a driveby in Missouri 

Them fools got popped 
Took their corner next day, set up shop 
And it's better than slangin' in the Valley 
Triple the profit makin' more than I did in Cali 

Breakin' off rocks like Barney Rubble 
'Cause them mark-a** n****z don't want trouble 
And we ain't on edge when we do work 
Police don't recognize the khakis and the sweatshirts 

Getting b****es and they can't stand a 
Nineteen-ninety-one Tony Montana 
Now the s***'s like a war 
Of gang violence, where it was never seen before 

Punks whirl when the gat bust 
Four jheri curl n****z kickin up dust 
And some of them are even lookin up to us 
Wearing our colors and talkin that gang fuss 

Giving up much love 
Dyin for a street, that they ain't even heard of 
But other motherf***ers want to stand strong 
So you know the phrase, once again it's on 

[TV announcer] 
Top of the news tonight, gangs from South Central 
Los Angeles which are known for their driveby shootings 
have migrated into East St. Louis 
Leaving three dead and two others injured 

No arrests have been made 
Police say this is a nationwide trend 
with similar incidents occurring in Texas, Michigan, and Oklahoma 
(female voice repeating in background: 
"If it can happen here, it can happen anywhere") 

[Ice Cube] 
BOOM, my homie got shot he's a goner black 
St. Louis n****z want they corner back 
Shooting in snowy weather 
It's illegal business, n****z still can't stick together 

F***in police got the four-one-one 
that L.A. ain't all, surf and sun 
But we ain't thinkin, bout the boys 
Feudin, like the Hatfields and McCoys 

Now the s***'s gettin tricky 
'Cause now they lookin for the colors and the khakis 
Damn, the spot's gettin hot from the battle 
About to pack up and start slangin in Seattle 

But the NARCs, raid about six in the morning 
Try to catch a n**** while he's yawnin 
Put his glock to my chest as I paused 
Went to jail in my motherf***in drawers 

Tryin to give me, fifty-seven years 
Face'll be full of those tattooed tears 
It's the same old story and the same old n**** stuck 
And the public defender ain't givin a f*** 

The fool must be sparkin 
Talkin about a double life plea bargain 
You got to deal with the Crips and Bloods by hand G 
Plus the Black Guerilla family 

And the white pride don't like Northside 
And it's a riot if any more n****z die 
No parole or probation 
Now this is a young man's summer vacation 

No chance for rehabilitation 
'Cause look at the motherf***in years that I'm facin 
I'm a end it like this cause you know what's up 
My life is f***ed

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