Lyrics:
That boy off the heat rack
That's why they stay on my back
I'm nothin' less than great, Don't doubt me boy
I hustle hard like I'm late, Don't doubt me
[Ice Cube, Verse 1]
I am the one, that you heard about, read about
I am the one, that had to take the ghetto route
I am the one, don't make me pull
I don't give a fuck about the shit you say
Because bitch i'm about my franks
That's why i'm always in the bank
If you not on the way then
Pussy boy
Ghetto dreams ghetto stories
Kasi life gotta talk more about that
Drugs guns all that shit
Let me tell you a story though
Listen
Age 15 still a teen
on them pills
Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat doe
Chose come up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got
turnt up like some honkies at a kegger party in a hotel
And I'm breaking down these barriers like drywall that needs repairs
I'm cold with my shit, boy
lil boy who is obviously destined
Talk to me nice or don't talk at all You don't know the kid was destined to ball
Knew that I'd get it since I was
he's been snatched by me now
We are full search, for sure
He is so totally tubular, (we want your guy)
Who is, who is that? Who else is on the line?
Mood
That’s the fuckin mood
Kick it wichya boy
I’ll put you on it too
Getting money
That’s all I like to do
Don’t talk about it
Be about it
That’s
(Party!)
Yo yo, I'm about to kick this party up, is that alright?
Yo, Yo, MC Ice on a Syndicate Rhyme spree
You say you wanna be down, you gotta talk
aint no chance
let me help you pack your backs
It is not my destiny to be played by with ya boy
I'm not some kind of toy less there is a emergency
of the Cebu!
Larry: Cebu! This is a song about a boy...a song about a little boy
and his cebus...a song about a little boy and his 3 cebus... the little
boy who
Whoop whoop whoop
Lets talk about
Hows about we talk about this
Lets talk about
Hows about we talk about that
Lets talk about
Hows about we talk
a story that's been written of our neighborhood heroes
Did you hear about your boy?
What happened?
ERYS, they got him last night (No)
No, last night,
the less cause Im still blessed nigga
Dont give a damn about the next nigga
The sun gone shine by itself nigga
Thats why ion need nobody else nigga shit
Ion
Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man
silently run by the mayor, silently run by his uncle, silently run by his whore of a wife, silently run by desire, silently run by that big fucking sign
that's what I'm all about
Don't run yo mouth
I be steady gaining by the year that's what I'm all about
Haa
Don't run yo mouth
Moving how they moving hella
but you do it for glory
Like who’s gonna tell the story of the lil black boy
Just tryna be a kid but they robbing his black joy
They say that I need
And that'll be us from the sky to the dust
No, he don't play about - us
Angels at his call more than a thousand - trust
Yes we're covered by the blood
Marked by
he's been snatched by me now
We are full search, for sure
He is so totally tubular, (we want your guy)
Who is, who is that? Who else is on the line?
runnin' like water, I'm tryna rinse all the bucks
The whip drippin' in oil, she tryna lick on the clutch, for real
Been that boy, bald headed like Caillou
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
chain
New wrist, knew that, knew this
No, no I won't settle for nothing less than the air that I breathe
I know it's a struggle but who the hell gon' do
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