Ice Cube Album

[Keith David]
Only three short years after the 1965 Watts Riots and the death of Malcolm X and of the assassination of Martin Luther King Jr, A Boy Was Conceived, who's lyrics would change the world

[Mike Epps]
Cube, please stop rapping so we can come out and get some, some more of this action mane
You know when we ain't doin' no movies I'm back out here selling half ounce and quarters of that good weed in that neighborhood

[Intro:]
Internationally Known
You Got To Smell My Cologne
Westcoast Motherfucka
Let's Toast Motherfucka
Old Money [x16]

[Verse 1:]
Old Money New Money No Money Noge Money
Don't Try To Con The Godfather In Sunny
Don't Try To Turn Your Four Fathers Into Moneey
The Rap God Got the Whole World Praying For Me
Pray For Me Bird I See You LayingFor Me
Got Crazy Goons DJing For Me
I'm The Real Iron Man You Just Robert Downey
A Crack Head And Black Face Fresh Out The County
Nigga

[Chorus:]
Back The Fuck Up Off Me
I Burn Just Like Hot Coffee
I'm Conned Up Sweet Like Coffee
Look What This Game Done For Me
Look Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On Ice
Look Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On Ice
Look Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On Ice
Look Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On Ice
Ey
You Bout To Smell My Cologne
You Bout To Smell My Cologne
You Bout To Smell My Cologne
Look Nigga
You Bout To Smell My Cologne
Ey
Old Money [x16]

[Verse 2:]
Candy Paint Flow Ever Since My Adidas
Ice Cube Fans Get Sugar Doc Ridas
Sugar Ray Leonard Style Nigga I'm The Sweetest
Roll In On Some Ass Just Like Jesus
Cool As A Fridge and You Shaking Like Jello
Mad Cause My LIfes Like A Marshmellow
Look Motherfucka If You Smell My Cologne
Ask Yourself Why You're All Up In My Zone

[Chorus:]
Back The Fuck Up Off Me
I Burn Just Like Hot Coffee
I'm Conned Up Sweet Like Coffee
Look What This Game Done For Me
Look Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On Ice
Look Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On Ice
Look Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On Ice
Look Mama Look Mama I'm Soul On Ice
Ey
You Bout To Smell My Cologne
You Bout To Smell My Cologne
You Bout To Smell My Cologne
Look Nigga
You Bout To Smell My Cologne
Oooh Ooh Oh Ooh [x4]

[Outro:]
Yo What's Up My Niggas Out There
Just Letting You Know Right Now Man
You Got To You Better You Gotta Pay Your Dues
To The Dime Nigga
Dead On The Block And Hit Ya'll Ass
With That Old Ice Cube Superbom Hit
The One That Sent Your Cousin Tony Tole To The Peneteniary
Get Back In 89
The One That Sent Lil Ray Ray Out From LA
To St Louis And Got Off The Bus
And Served Those Nigga Them Quater Thangs
Make Sure Ya'll Tune Into Ice Cube
The First One Who Put You Niggas
On Burns And Pimping
Pistols And Preaching
On Burns And Pimping
Pistols And Preaching
On Burns And Pimping
Pistols And Preaching
On Burns And Pimping
Pistols And Preaching
Old Money [x16]

[Chorus: Jayo Felony (Ice Cube)]
Living Just Another Day
AK Gun Play
LA To The Bay
Living Life In California

Dough We Get That Dough
Ooh We Got To Get More
Living Just Another Day
(Just Another Day)
AK Gun Play
(Ak Gun Play)
LA To The Bay
(LA To The Bay)
Living Life In California

[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
And Jay-Z Can Rap About The NYC
Why Can't I Talk About The Shit I See?
Without Alicia Keys Withouyt Going R&B
This Is Ain't No Motown This is R A P

[Hook: Jayo Felony]
It's A Beautiful Day In The Neighborhood Yea
He Can't Stay If His Name Ain't There
All The Way From The Bay To A Night In [? ]
THis Is How It Is When You're Living In California

[Verse 2: Ice Cube]
California Swagger Fuck Record Sales
Industry Outlaw Like Josie Wales
California Off The Corner
I'm a Warn Ya I'm the Only West Coast King
Idiot I Mean I'll Get You In The Ring
I'm As Shitty As Don King
And Taking All The Money Before The Bell Ring
Before I Grab The Mic The Fat Bitch Sing
It's Already Over Supernova
I'm Kobe You A Nigga I'm Hooping Over
Know Me Big Homie
The One And Only
Ice Cube Don't Get Airplay
Cause I'm From LA And Rep Where I Stay

[Bridge: Jayo Felony]
It's A Beautiful Day In The Neighborhood
Niggas Get Sprayed Ak And It's Good
Bitches Don't Get Placed Something That's Good
It's Real And It Feels When You're Living In California

[Verse 3: WC]
See It's Just Another Day In My Neighborhood
First Thing Off In The Morning And I'm Looking For That Good
Sticking To My Fingertips And I'm Sitting On The Hills
Overlooking The City Man This Shit Is For Real
When You Yak In My Puff?
Lack In The Fifty Bruff?
Itll Be A long That's What We Got These Bitches For
Bounce Like A Earthquake Let It Shake
Let's Hear How Much Noise The City Makes
See It's Just Another Day In My Neighborhood
And The Police Ain't Fucking With Me Knock On Wood
Or My Shoes Cause He Blew My Socks So Good
Bulit My Shot Never knew Id See My Glock So Good
I'm Walk Like Po Po Wanna Hit
He Just Can't Do But They All Wanna Split
I Try To Keeo My Pedro Head On
See I Tried To Warn Them Fuck Around
You Know What Goes Down In Califonia

Dough We Get That Dough
Ooh We Got To Get More
Living Just Another Day
(Just Another Day)
AK Gun Play
(Ak Gun Play)
LA To The Bay
(LA To The Bay)
Living Life In California

[Verse 4]

Dough We Get That Dough
Ooh We Got To Get More
Living Just Another Day
AK Gun Play
LA To The Bay
Living Life In California
Dough We Get That Dough
Ooh We Got To Get More

Chrous [x4]
She Had to get the Pimp, She Couldn't Make It On Her Own

OMG
California Air
Chain all blue like it's runnin out of air
I keep a bad bitch with a fat derriere
and u know that hoe fresher than a new pair
Retro elevens on the pedal
I'm taking this to the next level
Competition best to dress up in a Chevelle
And if you niggas still wanna make a deal with the devil
I can help you meet him, introduce you to my barrel.
All you artists walkin round with yo wack raps (wack raps)
They gettin fucked by the game, Kat Stacks [x2]
And any nigga thinkin he can make it happen
I'll be outside of Staples with the bitches and phantom.
Mothafucka!

Chorus [x4]

Doughboy
Pull up on them bitches, steppin out on 30 inches
In my L.A. Dodger fitted, with some Louie V stichin
Niggas wanna catch me slippin, yeah they prayin and they wishin
Cuz a nigga clockin dough and i'm fuckin all they bitches
(Yo you fuckin all they bitches?) yeah im fuckin all they bitches
And it's money over bitches and I'm preachin my religion
Cuz this game that I'm livin, about as cold as my wrist is
If you know my paps, then you know I'm bout the business
Smoke big trees (big trees), Christmas [x2]
Chain supersix (supersix), Sickless [x2]
My flow retarded nigga [x2], Gifted [x2]
This games' a bitch watch me pimp it

Chorus [x2]
She had to
Chorus [x2]
What About Me?

Ice Cube
If you don't kick it wit me, who ya gon kick it wit?
Ice Cube is the shit, who you been speakin wit?
They been liein to you, if they told you diff-er-ent.
I got a diff-er-ent, cool type of Temperament
West Coast style baby, on some California shit
They might've told ya that, I was hard on the bitch
You know how it go, some bitches think they slick
Look at me and think they about to get rich (get rich)
Uh Ohh [x2], Danger [x2], You are [x2], A stranger
Who am I? I am the long ranger, Tonto tell
I'll run yo fuckin ass through the ringer (It goes)


Chorus [x4]

What about me? [x3]

[No lyrics]

[Intro/Hook: Ice Cube]
Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am (I'm A Fool)
I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am
Drop It
Drop It
Uh Look
Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am (Don't Trip)
I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am

[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
Mr Ice Cube Treat Me Like The Man
If Not I Come Through Sleptrock Bam Bam
Uncle SAm Can't Fuck With Your Nephrew
F You Ya'll Better Let A Vet Through

[Hook: Ice Cube]
Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am (Don't Trip)
I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am

[Verse 2: OMG]
Oh My Goodness OMG Make 'Em Say Oh My Goodness
And In LA With 2 Fives Like L Goodrich
Black Lambo Keeps Me On My Bullshit
Disrespect The Team I Wish You Would Bitch

[Hook: Ice Cube]
Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am (Don't Trip)
I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am

[Verse 3: DoughBoy]
Call Me Doughboy Bitch You Know How I Do
I Spit I From The Top Like A Frisbee On The Roof
You Can Call A Nigga Dope
Buy All The Chrispy And Coupe
Every Friday After The Next I Pull Up In Something New
In Something New [x9]

[Verse 4: WC]
The Dirty Rubber Play The Gutter Far From A Lady Lover
The 380 Clutch A Dove Shady Than A Motherfucker
Turning Up The Acordia Shoot The Whole Party Up
Catch You At The Stoplight Wuth A Lynch Mob Like

[Hook: Ice Cube]
Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am (Don't Trip)
I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am

[Verse 5: Maylay]
Maylay Ugly Get Stupid Mcnewbie
Came In With Dub C This Ice Cube Shit
La Hats Tats And Air Mats
Plastered C A Tat Yea We Stay Strapped

[Hook: Ice Cube]
Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am (Don't Trip)
I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am

[Verse 6: Ice Cube]
I'm A Fool I'm A Trip
I'm A Blood I'm A Crip
I'm a Slide I'm a Dip
I'm a Take You On A Trip
Where The Girls Wanna Strip
If You Stay To The Script
Act Up If You Think I'm On Some Hollywood Shit
Hollywood Shit [x9]

I'm A Fool I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am
I'm A Fool I'm A Fool Ya'll Know How I Am
Don't Trip Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am
Don't Trip Don't Trip Ya'll Know How I Am

[No lyrics]

(hahaha)
(You know what West Coast niggas is gunna tell me? That this is too West Coast)

You know what West Coast n-ggas is gon' tell me? This is too West Coast

[Chorus (x2)]
Doin' my own (own) thang (thang)
And if you got a problem wit' that
Then the nina go bang (bang) bang (bang)
And I be everywhere on the map
but I rep that West (x8)

[Verse 1]
Don't you know that I rep that
Why you got to let that boy in the buildin'
Don't you know that he about to kill 'em
Don't you know that he about to hurt y'all feelins
Can't find (?) might as well play the villain
Imma get him, why? Cuz I can't baby sit him
Imma whip him, treat him like bad ass children
Is it evil, y'all better call them people
How I get down, just ain't legal
Money long, sorta like Louis Vuitton
I run this shit right here, call me marathon
(Boom) I blow like a cherry bomb
You a small donation bitch, I'm a telethon
West Coast million, what is he really on
Is it that sh-t that n-ggas go silly on?
Hell no, the pyroclastic flow is evident (West Side)
And y'all know what I represent

[Chorus]
Doin' my own (own) thang (thang)
And if you got a problem wit' that
Then the nina go bang (bang) bang (bang)
And I be everywhere on the map
but I rep that West (x8)

[Verse 2]
I rep that dub, I rep that S, I'm a monster
West side, Lochness, I'm a problem
Matter fact, I'm a mess, Los Angeles, so scandalous
South Central, home of so much potential
But if you go there the warfare is mental
Bring your wheelchair you probably gon' need it
Leave this motherf-cker a paraplegic
N-ggas around the world that think they wanna bang
Don't get your ass caught up like Lil Wayne
I'm too West Coast for the West Coast
Too Fresnos (??)
Too (??) and burritos
I'm down with Angelinos
Go downtown and give a bum a C-note
This my town, I run it, you walk it
You just now learnin' the game, I taught it

[Chorus]
Doin' my own (own) thang (thang)
And if you got a problem wit' that
Then the nina go bang (bang) bang (bang)
And I be everywhere on the map
but I rep that West (x8)

[Verse 3]
(?) you got a problem with this
Let me know so I can add your f-ckin' name on my list
All you West Coast DJs check your wrists
If you skiddad the big fish to your playlist
Now, enemies of this industry, I'm a
Hall of famer, treated like a stranger
F-ck that, another West Coast banger
Who gives a f-ck if they play it in Virginia
Imma play it on (Danker?) Imma play it (??)
All of (??) will make your head turn
Motherf-ckers wanna take our style
And run that sh-t 3000 miles
Then, rub your sh-t all in our face
This war show all at our place, damn
Can a n-gga get a lil ol' taste
Of some of that shine, it look like mine

[Chours (x2)]
Doin' my own (own) thang (thang)
And if you got a problem wit' that
Then the nina go bang (bang) bang (bang)
And I be everywhere on the map
but I rep that West (x8)

Y'all know what it is
Is this too West Coast for you motherf-ckers?
So what, sanctioned by the OG's of America
The Grand Wizard is a certified G
That mean genius, bitch

This ain't Sanatra
This ain't the Carter
I am the chaperone nigga who brought'cha
I am the author...this is Holy water
From the Holy Father the Rock of Gibraltar
Step up to the alter step up to the slaughter
Get circumcized son and turned into a daughter
nigga know they oughta drink the fuckin' kool-aid
Industy laid out authorities are too late
MC's passed the due date nigga as they do hate
You are Bobby Boucher I'm the Mane like Gucci
I rock the Louie but not like Kanye
nigga see me kinda like Harry Belafonte
Step into the room they be like ah Day-O!
Yeah cause they know a nigga ain't play-doe
Shots all fatal is this Laredo
Boarder town i knock'em down just like legos
Drink the Kool-Aid!

verse 2
I ain't the Doctor
This ain't the patient
This ain't that nigga a always on vacation
This ain't no white boy's rehabilitation
This is crazier then a boat full of Haitians
This is inflation mixed with degradation
This ain't no dead rappers reincarnation
I heard it was a New West Coast I ain't worried
I murder more stars then Conrad Murray
I got more bars then the penitentary
I wrote this shit without a rhyme dictionary
Young bucks try to step up to the harim
Looking for some pussy I'm a old buck I dare'em
Drink the Kool-Aid

(Intro)
Many mothafuckas criticize pros and how they play
And many mothafuckas criticize rappers and what they say
Even though they criticize
Secretly they fantasize
But they know they'll never be paid to play

Yeah
Ima kill one of you young punks
With a old school flow (flo flo flo)

Though I walk through the shadow of death
I got to make sure that my shoes and my outfit fresh
You bitches get jealous when you see me comin'
Y'all would too if you seen my woman

Now y'all know me I'm bout to do what we do
This shit right here's bout as sick as the flu
Drunk mothafuckas wanna vomit on my shoe
Niggas can't have shit, prolly cause of you

Rappers go to jail like Oprah go to Yale
Stand my policy, don't ask don't tell
Wear my waterbees as I go get the mail
Half black is the new black can't you tell

It was blue black like Wesley Snipes in New Jack
Now you go to have a white momma just to do that
Tiger Woods, he used to be a safe nigga
Go ahead and let your daughter have a date with 'em

He gon' make with her prolly in a wife beater
Tiger 'bout to change his name to "Cheater"
I don't like it when you call me Big Poppa
From South Central and I hate helicopters

If we at school I'll break in your locka
See me with a water bottle it's prolly vodka
Drink responsibly or drink constantly
Be who you wanna be in this economy

Drunk as Sean Connery at the finery
Can't throw me out mothafucka I'm the honery
Trust me I'll never be the nominee
I don't kiss enough ass, I'm too honery

Ice Cube, be what a piranha be
Swimmin' upstream eatin' all kinda meat
Westcoast treat it like hyenas
Take what you want from these lying ass cheaters

Eat the fuck out these fake ass beavers
Thats how we act when you don't wanna feed us
Crazy mothafucka ever since I was a fetus
Might as well join us, you ain't gon' beat us

Please believe us, you can ask Jesus
I'ma be here bout as long as Regis
Understand I never pledge of allegiance
In this balla confusion might cause a contusion, boy

I see you cruising for a bruising
Fuckin with a principal that don't like students
Don't you know detention is a lynchin'
And I fail to mention I'm spinnin' up my pension

The reason I home in
Cause this right here ain't no country for young men
Sunny You done fucked up the churches money
I'm Red Foxx and you dat Big Dummy

This junkyard was a empire
Y'all let it get overran by the vampires
Most MCs is goddam lies
Like them fuckin supervisors workin' up at Kaiser(?)

Bitch I'm not a Dodger Im a Laker punk
Yous a fuckin Clipper you can call me Jack the Ripper
Cut you up by you guiser then down by your liver
Rooter to the Tooter gut you like Flipper

Dipper Y'all better treat me like the Skipper
Head trigger for every nigga
Every hunkie and every critter
I come through and kill every litter

(Like that) Uhh, no country for young men
No No No
It's just a balla confusion
No country for young men
No No No
Your world is just an illusion
No country for young men
No No No
It's a balla confusion
No country for young men
No No No
Your world is just an illusion

[No lyrics]

[W.C.:]
man I aint gon be shit in the morning after drinking that uh ..

[Ice Cube:]
...if I can sell you the american dream, I can sell you anything

[Verse 1:]
I got to get out, I'm getting put out of my house
I got to pack up, my refrigerator and couch
it's a set up, but the bank wants me out
or the L.A.P.D. will smoke me out
this suggestible weight, it choke me out
they gave me a loan and I had no clout
they gave me a house, for me and my spouse
call my momma and my aunt,
y'all should re-finance,
I let them dance with the devil,
dig their own grave and I gave them the shovel
fuck, my daddy built that house
and when he got drunk he almost killed that house
is this the american dream, or the american scheme?
that got me walking in these american streets?
its kinda sad when you have to get a hernia,
cuz you help your grand mama move her furniture

if I can sell you the american dream, I can sell you anything

look at this maggot, with a stimulus package
I can give a fuck about a dow jones average
what the fuck you do when your paycheck is average?
law abiding citizen turn into a savage,
got to feed the children, got to feed the habit
fell into a rabbit hole, chasing that rabbit
now I'm in wonderland feeling like the Son of Sam
I'm at your west coast branch, gun in hand
Imma feel like superman,
walk by the teller, better call the trooper, man
it's the revenge of the lambs:
"big bad wolf, we're sick of these scams"
sick of these plans, sick of this dance
walk into his office took the nin out my pants
you're not a man, you're a servant
then I pray to God nigga nine get to workin'

[Chorus:]
I never get the working
you know I heard they hood robbin', your money or your life and there ain't no stopping
I never get the working
you know I heard they hood robbin', your money or your life and there ain't no stopping
Ain't that a bitch,
when you got to steal from the poor, and give to the rich
Ain't that a bitch,
when you got to steal from the poor, and give to the rich

[Verse 2:]
uh, drug dealer envy
doctor feel good, give you what you need
in California, prescribe that plead
Oxy cotton and codiene
turn your grand mama into a fiend
and see the sign [?]
I know you bout to die, but let me see your ID
I know you bout to lie, but can you pay this fee?
if you can't pay, then please have a seat
you can't see a doctor but you could see a priest
we can't save your life until we get some insurance
your premium is paid, add that insurance
I hope you got endurance,
they got me on hold and I'm under the influence
nurse high as a kite,
in charge with my life,
and everything is lost,
without a blue cross

[Chorus:]
you know I haerd they hood robbin', your money or your life and there ain't no stopping
you know I heard they hood robbin', your money or your life and there ain't no stopping
Ain't that a bitch,
when you got to steal from the poor, and give to the rich
Ain't that a bitch,
when you got to steal from the poor, and give to the rich

This World So Trife
Your Money Or Your Life
Yea Keep Your Kids Keep Your Wife
Money Or Your Life
(Give It Up)
This World So Trife (So Trife)
Your Money Or Your Life (Westcoast)
Yea Keep Your Kids Keep Your Wife
Money Or Your Life

[Verse 1:]
I Got That Gangbang Mentatily
I Can't Get It Outta Me Who Wanna Battle Me?
Mouths A Uzi Thumbtack Your Ass To The Concret
Treat You Like a [? ]
This Pyroclastic Flow That I Lay
Will Turn This Fucking Boof Into Pompai
Now What Will I Do In Broad Day
Turn Broadway Into A Hallway
Motherfuckers Wanna Know The Hurbs and Spices
They Come To Me And Wanna Know What My Advice Is
I'm Spiritual Nigga Like Jesus Christ Is
And Lyrical Bitch I'm Bout The Nicest
I'm Content Long Jibbily
Plus I Spit Shit That Sit On Your Brain Heavily
I Could Do This Shit Till I'm 70
On The Vegas Strip Yea That's Where I Be

This World (This World) So Trife (So Trife)
Your Money Or Your Life
Keep Your Kids Keep Your Wife
Money Or Your Life
(Give It Up)
This World So Trife (So Trife)
Your Money Or Your Life (You Know)
Yea Keep Your Kids Keep Your Wife
Money Or Your Life

[Verse 2:]
Now I Get That Money Make That Cheddar
Play A Double Header We Can Do Better
You Can Get Wetter Blown Out Your Sweater
So Much Game Need Dick Buy Better
Now Helen And Kellar Can Read This Letter
23 Word If You Read Out For Better
I'm A Go Getter Yous A Point Setter
Pointing At Me Like You Got A Vendetta
Boy You Know Better
They Used To Call Me Ice Cube The Impaler
Ask Jerry Heller
You The Kind Of Fella That Look For Cinderella
I'm The Kind Of Fella That Steal Her Umbrella
Now This Ain't A Diss So Dnt Tell Rockafella
And Don't Try To Exorcise The Ghost Of Makivella
But I Just Got To Be The Best Storyteller
A Tough Slick Rick Win With the Soccerfella

This World (Ask Trella) So Trife
Your Money Or Your Life (Grand Wizard)
Keep Your Kids Keep Your Wife
Money Or Your Life
This World So Trife (So Trife)
Your Money Or Your Life (Gotta Have It)
Yea Keep Your Kids Keep Your Wife
Money Or Your Life

[Verse 3:]
OMG Is Down With Us
Doughboy Is Down With Us
WC Is Down With Us
Crazy Goons Is Down With Us
Snoop Dogg Is Down With Us
Warren G Is Down With Us
Ice T Is Down With Us
Dr Dre Is Down With Us
MC Grand Is Down With Us
Bad Luck Is Down With Us
Das Gilliars Is Down With Us
Young Corrupt Is Down With Us
Maylay Is Down With Us
Swab House Is Down With Us
King P Is Down With Us
The Game Is Down With Us

This World So Trife
Your Money Or Your Life
Yea Keep Your Kids Keep Your Wife
Money Or Your Life
This World So Trife
Your Money Or Your Life
Yea Keep Your Kids Keep Your Wife
Money Or Your Life

chorus:

I can show you the pawls and bawls, the taj mahal the shoot up in m.i.a. i can show you the waterfalls and spain with bro to the beach in central bay. i can show you the world girl the world girl there aint nothin else like LA i can show you the world girl the world girl there aint nothin else like LA.

Verse1:

when they come to LA they got the wrong impression when they come to LA they got to learn they lesson. when they come to west coast its such an exception when they come to play it out im just an exception when they come to you girl i need your affection everytime you walk by you get my inspection and all you gotta do now is make your selection and it wont be hard to win the selection

CHORUS

Verse2:

i aint been around the world i aint impress i cant wait til we hit LAX tokio is cool yeah i feel you kay? but can none fuck with cali forn i a espcially LA im feelin the bay but nothin like rollin down PCH top down wes bound its all good you dont know hollywood when you from hollywood lets go to the hood and fuck with the haters yeah to the staples center hang with the lakers number 6 is cool but 24 is the champ and even dwayne and chris bache show down

Gangsta Slow That Shit Down
Yea Who Wanna Ride With This?

We Can Ride All Day EveryDay
It's Do Or Die All Day Everyday
It's Suicide All Day Everyday
You'll Be High All Day Everyday

I'm Rolling Down The Avenue
Doing What I Gotta Do
Sick As The Swine Flu
Ain't Nothing Fine as You
Must I Remind You
What Is Behind You
Drop It Down Took The Ground Like You Was Designed Too
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It (You Can Do It)
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It (You Can Do It)
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It (Slow It Down)
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It (And all That)

We Can Do It All Day Everyday
Get Into It All Day Everyday
Drinking Fluids All Day Everyday
I Presue It All Day Everyday

You Can Have ItJust Reach Out And Grab It (Reach Out And Grab It)
You Can Have It Just Reach Out And Grab It (Reach Out And Grab it)
Just Be Careful Don't Be A Silly Rabbit (Silly Rabbit)
Recreation Use Will Turn Into A Habit (Cut The Shit)

To The Ground Take It To The Ground Girl (Cut The Shit)
To The Ground Take It To The Ground Girl (Cut The Shit)
To The Ground Take It To The Ground Girl (Cut The Shit)

Fuck The FEDS All Day Everyday (Yea Yea)
And Chickenheads All Day Everyday (Yea Yea)
Get Your Bread All Day Everyday (Okay)
Use Your Head All Day Everyday

You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It (You Can Do It)
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It
You Can Do It Lil Mama You Can Do It
(Drop That Shit)

All Day Everyday (Certified)
All Day Everyday (Qualified)
All Day Everyday (Westcoast Warlord)
All Day Everyday
(Roll That I Blase That
Nigga Fuck Way Back
I Dos That I Does That
Homie What Was That?)

[No lyrics]

[Intro:]
Yo, we in a fight for our lives
we in a fight for our lives
and the trick thing about it
i don't know if we can win
and what's sad? i don't thing we WANNA win

[Verse 1:]
can you help me? a nigga need a job
i'm desperate, for some corn on the cob
i'm helpless, will i have to steal and rob?
no black? dinner so i got to ask bob
bob got a job but it's done by a robot
no lunch breaks so it could do a whole lot
more than a human being and it's European,
ran by a Korean, American,
so there I am, surrounded by aluminum
there's no way you can run,
there's no way you can be,
it's just and me, versus modern day machinery

[Chorus x2:]
it's man vs machine baby
my head's in the guillotine baby
it might take it off clean baby
automated dreams it was man vs machine baby

[Verse 2:]
I'm a fly caught in the web
a fish stuck in the internet
don't they know i'm a deathly catch?
eat this meat, every bite so full of stress
so what can I say to you?
i'm highly relatable and biodegradable
i thought we was unfadeable
slaves to machinery, is that the way to go?
i don't need you to fuck 24/7
i guess that computer love
i don't need you to love
human contact ain't what it used to was

[Chorus x2:]
it's man vs machine baby
my head's in the guillotine baby
it might take it off clean baby
automated dreams it was man vs machine baby

[Outro x2:]
the whole world is automated
it need to be investigated
when people are eliminated
what we supposed to do when its time to feed all the babies?

[Chorus]
Ice Cube boombayay, (yeah!) boombayay
Ice Cube boombayay, (get up!) boombayay
Ice Cube boombayay, (ah ah!) boombayay
Ice Cube boombayay, (get up!) boombayay

[Ice Cube]
what's up baller, I'm an owner now
You niggas ball for me, I be kickin' it up in my suite
Lookin' down ain't none of y'all fuckin with me
I'm like a bully that you mothafuckas hating to see
Better whisper my name, like The Wizard of OZ
If you say it three times, a lyrical barrage
This is not a mirage, there's no way to dodge
This Cobair engine, met before it collaged
I'm swearin to god, this worse than Jihad
Fuckin with Cube, is like the Book of Eli
I'm pullin my blade, I'm slicin you bastards
You local mothafuckas, I rap to the masses
You internet bitches, My pen is so vicious
The genies' out the bottle, and grantin no wishes
Before you attack, ya should've asked Mack
He would've told ya I'm the architect of Gangsta Rap

[Chorus]
Ice Cube boombayay, (yeah!) boombayay
Ice Cube boombayay, (get up!) boombayay
Ice Cube boombayay, (blah!) boombayay
Ice Cube boombayay, (get up!) boombayay

[Ice Cube]
You mothafuckas in the D-League, I'm in the G-League
I got the most money, I smoke the best weed
I got the best kids, And the best life
With a fine wife, Nigga I'm in paradise
Amateurs think it's easy, but you and that bitch
Ain't about to be the next george and weezy, Just pay to see me
I'm a pro with a show that's incredible, 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
On some Spiritual shit, like the man above me (Cmon')

[Chorus x2]
Ice Cube boombayay, (yeah!) boombayay
Ice Cube boombayay, (get up!) boombayay
Ice Cube boombayay, (ah ah!) boombayay
Ice Cube boombayay, (get up!) boombayay