away what I've been through What you were is what I've come to be Nothing you can say to me Will take away these memories What you were is what I've come
1 2 3 4 . . . So what's your deal Are you a prankster? Or are you just looking for some skiving snackboxes To get you out of class? There's puking pastules
to do, Hi-C would just let her Wasn't like them other brothers trying to screw her up I would take her to the mall, and straight cold do her up Have a
take you right out the waste, Throw your hands up, you got to man up, I had to show the world, what I was made of, What you say Blood, I was a ?slad? '
You better let it go Better learn how to do the dougie Before I rap you in a snuggy and push you in the buggy This is Ice Cube, know the people love me
fire, shooters, looters Now I got a lap-top computer I told you all what happened and you heard it, read it but all you could call me was anti-Semitic
, forgot to give me common sense." Said the blackbirds, "Well, well, well. What the thunder would you do with common sense?" Said the scarecrow,"Would
You know my fidelities go Well I would never hurt a fly with the didas on I got control I keep a clean toilet bowl 2000 flushes blue and still goin' strong Do I do what I do
3 strokes you're out! Brazilian babes titties made of clay Spread their waxy legs for Great Danes Who invents this stuff? Do their kids join cults? What do
C.] Yeah, yeah, now who can serve this crew is nervous? You broke by mistake, we rich on purpose What the word is, you heard this sober, the R O, uh You know what
Where you at Rock, where you at [Answering Machine:] Beep You fucking ass fucking hole (Where you at Rock, where you at) Where the fuck are you You fucking
tooken So you got a little 9 to 5, so what? What do you do for a living, slice cold cuts? You look slick, but you know every Tom and Dick You're more
drive the cross fader like a cut mobile So precise with a slice that you know he's greater What's my d.j.'s name, Cut Creator Now you know, what do you
em Watch your movies, your the only good thing about 'em Todd Smith jeans, I can't live without 'em And the only thing I want from you Is for you to keep doing that shit you do
every day, I got used to the hope, Playing tug-of-war with the world, I was losing my rope, But contrary to what haters would usually hope, When you
look what havin' cash would do playahatas come after you if they blast at you i'd be the first one to prove what the mass would do one ain't better
you think you grabbin? The god can never lose, so you know it will never happen Lyrically making you sleepy, you'll need a nap when I slap you with my