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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
is gritty I could make it anywhere Cause done made it in the city Winning by my own standers Came up with gun handlers Kool J in the game move with
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
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
nation, ya'll been forewarned Riding on the railroad meet you at crossroads Burning that midnight oil. Oh no 90 miles an hour, that’s how I roll Yo yo yo.
like I'm Popeye Make sure the pipe hit ya left eye (do, do, do) Work by my lonely, get the job done You ain't even never touched a bop gun (you haven't)
like I'm Popeye Make sure the pipe hit ya left eye (do, do, do) Work by my lonely, get the job done You ain't even never touched a bop gun (you haven't)
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
I'm gettin' dizzy as the world keeps spinnin' like a Frisbee Gangstas and girls make the world twirl No hesitation I can run a nation from
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 or four cops
bein' broke niggas just ain't makin' it So we do what we can to survive Even if it means takin' these white motherfuckers lives But now I turn the gun
disabled I'm Ice Cube in a starter coat and it's Raiders (the Nation) Rebel with an attitude (tude) Where I'm from like Catacombs (combs) Shattered homes
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
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
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 or four cops to pull me off of him But
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
Happy holidays Let me come here and talk to you I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin' (Great John on the beat by
telling explanations To world wide nations, corrupted minds all in a radio station Lets face it, cant embrace reality with millions of dollars salarys
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