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on Fairfax, they thought I was a Laker
Don't get embarrassed by the merits
Murals of Paris, I ain't never been to Paris (never)
Murals of Phoenix, I ain't

put back the double-knit reversible slacks"

She wasn't moved - everything stayed the same

Inevitably the first day of school came

I thought I could

of place
Where you might make some other friends
Who's moms might have a swollen face

We'd meet out round the back of school
Try and smoke the days away

Can You Dig It?

Ice Cube

Everythangs Corrupt

2018

coat
Where's my bread, sucka?
Grab ya by the throat
Callin' all cars, one-adam-twelve
Pretty ass nigga, you better stick yourself
Militant, don't

to fly…

Sitting here in the sunshine state
He’ll be here in a day
Nothing quite as horrible 
As waiting for a space plane
The days went by the miles have

No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sip champagne when we thirsty
Uh, damn right I like the life I live
'Cause

in the day, anytime I got a dream you have to listen to me
Go slow when you walkin to school, when you try to rush life it go faster than you
Even if

baby

Got out of high school, the white collars were stained
Knew I'd never own land or study in Spain
Got by adding up tip line change
Some folks pay

Eatin' donuts watchin' time slowly heal my all wrongs
Socks and body wash from Gram at Christmas
Didn't like it then, but now I know one day I'll miss it

letters to be read, and heaps of papers waiting to be signed
I must have gone to lunch at half past twelve or so
The usual place, the usual bunch

losses do you tend to take
One, two, tree, four, five, six, seven, eight
Nine, ten, eleven, maybe twelve a day
That's so sad but I got a better state

Showed up in my life one day
Peak fertility on display
And every time that I pulled away
You pushed yourself right back in
And I didn't notice
I cut

some coins 

Im in stu all night 
Nine to fives dont work for me and 
Ain't seen school in five 
Or maybe ten or twelve or twenty but 
I can spare some

from it 
Hoping that one day 

Born Sunday 
I'm tired of hearing the lies 
They tell to me 
Just feel like closing my eyes 
The Run Away 
I'm trying

the whole town, feds kick the door down
Organized crime, that's a 5 to 99
In court gettin' judged by a twelve whites
Who never had to struggle in
They God

back when they let me
Before you learn how to lie when you're leaving
Love is so much easier then

And at school would you believe three hundred boys

to tell you
So you know what's crazy
I went to court the other day, the D.A. say she hate me
How you gon' hate me 
When me and Lou just took twenty

of rhyme
In his first time deciding to play
Chim-chimney on Christmas Day
The church had a book room that smelt like a coffin
And I'd hardly call their

and it's hot
A day at the swap meet coppin' a fit
And the whip, get a shower and it's straight to the Strip
Yeah I cruise by passin' slow as molasses
All I

Sitting drinking down a beer
and I'm writing out a tune.
It's half three in the morning here.
We'll be up to Christmas soon.
A new day starts an old

too saying goodbye

I remember her bouncing curls
Anxious but full of joy
Taking the bus all by herself
First day of junior high

Bye, bye my little

On my way home from school
I found her in a showcase
summer evening,
the wind was cool
caught me her very grace
On my way home from school
I found

in deep trouble. The rule to this day is my car, my radio. This was all year long, except during Christmas. Luckily there was never an argument about

That's two in a day I ain't talking bout Christmas
Shh got slapped got put in my rizlas
Feds turn up eight man in stitches
Shh is a snitch my kitch