作词 : Sadler, Eric T. 作曲 : Sadler, Eric T. Verse One: Ice Cube Peace - don't make me laugh! All I hear is mother******s rappin sucotash Livin large, tellin me to get out the gang I'm a *************, gotta live by the trigger How the ************* do you figure? that I can say peace and the gunshots will cease?! Every cop killer goes ignored They just send another ************* to the morgue A point scored- they could give a ************* about us They rather catch us with guns and white powder If I was old, they'd probably be a friend of me Since I'm young, they consider me the enemy They kill ten of me to get the job correct To serve, protect, and break a *************s neck Cuz I'm the one with the trunk of funk And '************* tha Police' in the tape deck You should listen to me cuz there's more to see Call my neighborhood a ghetto cuz it houses minorities The other color don't know you can run but not hide These are tales from the darkside... Verse Two: You wanna free Africa, I stare at yuh Cuz we ain't got it too good in America I can't ************* with them overseas My homeboy died over a key of ************* It was plain and simple The 9mm went to the temple was the sound I put the ************* down And ran to the schoolyard bathroom Looked in the trash can yo it had room So I ducked my ass in it for a minute Covered with trash I had to lay back Mad as *************, thinkin' about the payback Tonite the crew gonna have a little fun I went home and cut the barrel of my shotgun It's gettin critical - I stole a 5.0 I let it go - drive real slow I yelled out 'Ice Cube sucka' The shot-gun kicked - and it murdered mother******s I told you last album when I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off Its a shame, that *************s die young But to the light side it don't matter none It'll be a drive by homicide But to me its just another tale from the darkside... Verse Three: Chuck D Standing in the middle of war In the middle we flex When we die, we won't make +Jet+ +Ebony+ can't see to the lightside The term they apply to us is a ************* Call it what you want, cause I'm comin from the coroner Sayin my rhymes with a Ph.D. Who's black - don't wanna role - sells his soul Watch his head go rollin Who the ************* are they foolin? Nobody knows, but I suppose the color of my clothes Matches the color of the one on my face as they wonder whats under my waist [Standin on the verge] of them gettin brown thats a fact got a fear on their bozack Run, run, run, their ass off, they can not hide Yet Cube, they can't ************* with the darkside!
作词 : Sadler, Eric T. 作曲 : Sadler, Eric T. Verse One: Ice Cube Peace - don't make me laugh! All I hear is mother******s rappin sucotash Livin large, tellin me to get out the gang I'm a *************, gotta live by the trigger How the ************* do you figure? that I can say peace and the gunshots will cease?! Every cop killer goes ignored They just send another ************* to the morgue A point scored- they could give a ************* about us They rather catch us with guns and white powder If I was old, they'd probably be a friend of me Since I'm young, they consider me the enemy They kill ten of me to get the job correct To serve, protect, and break a *************s neck Cuz I'm the one with the trunk of funk And '************* tha Police' in the tape deck You should listen to me cuz there's more to see Call my neighborhood a ghetto cuz it houses minorities The other color don't know you can run but not hide These are tales from the darkside... Verse Two: You wanna free Africa, I stare at yuh Cuz we ain't got it too good in America I can't ************* with them overseas My homeboy died over a key of ************* It was plain and simple The 9mm went to the temple was the sound I put the ************* down And ran to the schoolyard bathroom Looked in the trash can yo it had room So I ducked my ass in it for a minute Covered with trash I had to lay back Mad as *************, thinkin' about the payback Tonite the crew gonna have a little fun I went home and cut the barrel of my shotgun It's gettin critical - I stole a 5.0 I let it go - drive real slow I yelled out 'Ice Cube sucka' The shot-gun kicked - and it murdered mother******s I told you last album when I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off Its a shame, that *************s die young But to the light side it don't matter none It'll be a drive by homicide But to me its just another tale from the darkside... Verse Three: Chuck D Standing in the middle of war In the middle we flex When we die, we won't make +Jet+ +Ebony+ can't see to the lightside The term they apply to us is a ************* Call it what you want, cause I'm comin from the coroner Sayin my rhymes with a Ph.D. Who's black - don't wanna role - sells his soul Watch his head go rollin Who the ************* are they foolin? Nobody knows, but I suppose the color of my clothes Matches the color of the one on my face as they wonder whats under my waist [Standin on the verge] of them gettin brown thats a fact got a fear on their bozack Run, run, run, their ass off, they can not hide Yet Cube, they can't ************* with the darkside!
