it's Ren and for the street it's Villain Yella boy, why don't you kick me one of them funky-ass beats? My boy .. my boy .. my boy Ice Cube Yo we got my
why? "Sheeeeeeeeeeee-it" Cause when it come to them words you know I wear shit out I write rhymes like, white lines on a nose tray Ice cold Ice Cube flow
it With gun and bike he rules the streets And every perp he meets will taste defeat Not even death can overcome his might 'Cause Dredd and Anderson, they won the fight
may wind up dead Truth and justice are what he's fighting for Judge Dredd the man, he is the law Drokk It With his gun and bike he rules the streets
you do come with me You can have all the spinach you can eat All the Caffine, you can possibly drink Red Bull is there for you, ice cubes, black and
bust From the CEO to the rest of us, we (So serious) Chuck Taylors and fat laces And 211's and dope cases And pit fights and street races (So serious
going down Like Yung Joc And I don?t give a damn if you like me or not See you can never play me cuz I?m from the O Like Ice Cube I gets dough Boy now
the fact that you ain't got skills Mad at me cause I kick that shit real niggas feel While 99% of your fans wear high heels >from ice-t to kool moe
avoid the fact that you ain't got skills Mad at me cause I kick that shit real niggas feel While 99% of your fans wear high heels From Ice-T to Kool
to me Peace to us collectively, live and direct when we perform It's just coffee shop chicks and white dudes Over H.E.R. I got into it with that nigga Ice Cube Now the fight
way Your girl want me 'cause I do it better than you The whole world wants me nigga, I'ma legend to you Like LL, Rakim, Ice-T and them niggaz Like Cube
'm all fight playa, you all spite playa It's all right playa, a nigga might care But to catch me you gotta do a light year Ice Cube insane in the membrane
I been like Dion for eons You ain't nuttin' but a biotch Messed around and let me read up I come back through and tear the street up Ice Cube, nigga
upon a time, in the black part of the city Yo G, yo G you better get out of here man, 5-0 Yo Ice Cube, man Whassup man? Why you Whassup? Yo Ice Cube
one, ya fuckin biatch I been like Dion for eons You aint nothin but a biatch You messed around and let me read up I come abck through and tear the street up Ice cube
I'll never forget, yeah So step and fetch this shit For all the years we looked like clowns The joke is over smell the smoke from all around Burn Hollywood burn Ice Cube
sample -- "Blacks are too fuckin broke to be republicans", Ice Cube (cut and scratched by DJ Pam the Funkstress) Verse One: Boots In this land I can
why? Shiiiiiiiiiieeett Cause when it come to them words You know I wear shit out I write rhymes like white lines On the nose tray Ice cold, Ice Cube flow