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Getting down for the one which we believe in

1993, much more bounce
Ice cube comin' with the half ounce
Not just knee deep, jeep fulla smog
Atomic dog
Like
stuff! Aw do that 
Stuff!" 
But ya got to be, you got to be a freak of the week 
For the top gun, hit you with the bop gun 

One nation under a groove
stuff! Aw do that 
Stuff!" 
But ya got to be, you got to be a freak of the week 
For the top gun, hit you with the bop gun 

One nation under a groove
People, it's time for the Ice crush
So listen to my words I bring much
Sense, as I commence, my lyrics intense
Your telephoto, break out your big
But he wouldn't stop and I ain't Ice Cube
But I had to take the brother out for being rude
And like I said before I was mad by then
It took three
But he wouldn't stop and I ain't Ice Cube
But I had to take the brother out for being rude
And like I said before I was mad by then
It took three
[Ice Cube]
Damn, I'm sweatin like a nigga at a white woman funeral
	"Lench Mob.."
	"Civilize a 85er" -> Grand Puba
Huh, break 'em off somethin
have Grateful Dead"

It ain't what you know, it's who you know bro
That's why I'm not on your radio and your video show
It's gettin kinda hectic
And I
[Ice Cube]
I am getting dizzy as the world keeps spinnin like a Frisbee
Gangsta's and girls make the world twirl
No hesitation I can run a nation
[Ice Cube]
I am getting dizzy as the world keeps spinnin like a Frisbee
Gangsta's and girls make the world twirl
No hesitation I can run a nation
EPMD, and Ice Cube
House of Pain: funky blunted ass white dudes
Cypress Hill, yeah, the ill niggas
Digital Underground: my real niggas
Raw Fusion,
the game was a tray full of ice cubes
I'm the coldest and the hardest still

They thought the "All Over The House" video would crush me
Last week I did five
Yo I was sold to a sick European by a rich African battlin'
Middle Passages, I can't go back again
Battlin' years of denyin' history, lies
Yo I was sold to a sick European by a rich African battlin'
Middle Passages, I can't go back again
Battlin' years of denyin' history, lies
rises to the top
See pop ain't where I'm coming from
So haul to the left and don't forget to bring your Bop Gun
Do that stuff like you knew (Shorty B)
pass, friend
I said please 'cause I don't like killing Africans
But he wouldn't stop and I ain't Ice Cube (who?)
But I had to take the brother out for
[Ice Cube]
I am getting dizzy as the world keeps spinnin like a Frisbee
Gangsta's and girls make the world twirl
No hesitation I can run a nation
let us pass friend.
I said please cause I don't like killing Africans.
But he wouldn't stop & I ain't ice cube.
But I had to take the brother out for
let us pass friend.
I said please cause I don't like killing Africans.
But he wouldn't stop & I ain't ice cube.
But I had to take the brother out for
freedom of speech

Yeah - see, that's how we had to do that
Yo, I gotta give it up to all my homeboys
That got freedom of speech
Yo, Cold 187
Ice Cube
freedom of speech

Yeah - see, that's how we had to do that
Yo, I gotta give it up to all my homeboys
That got freedom of speech
Yo, Cold 187
Ice Cube
sprayed by poetic machine gun
Acknowledge existence of a prodigy born son
Even the odds divide come up with the sum
And the remainder will be one
a sit-down
Forget the studio and the mixdown
It's time to set it, you talkin loud without the credit
You clean like a radio edit
You couldn't tell that
wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt
your year's gonna come
You didn't live by the pipe or the gun to be like me
Waitin for my turn to burn
and get a million-five, and a tax return
that be