you're carrying a heartache You're all alone and you can never come back Where you from and whats your name son I need to know again tonight But I never
ain't do me justice. Got a death wish, bitch. Run up, face me and trace wit an infared beam. It seems niggas ain't recognize my team. Ain't nobody holdin you back
' never had me on the Late Night Show coming with the shit that'll hitch steady mobbing cause the flavours good there goes the neighbourhood nigga with the third album how come
Cube] So yo check this out This is Ice Cube from the Westside Connection Callin all the way from Johannesburg, South Africa The world has never seen
It'll never die, we live And we gon stay big time 'til it's time to see Big (B.I.G. forever!) Get a grip, Bad Boy never slip We, runnin strips while
level above If Ii??m in ya starting five you will never need a sub And Ii??m neva looking down so I always know wassup A picture wont do me Justice League
And my seat back in the full upright position Had my tray table up And my seat back in the full upright position Had my tray table up And my seat back
, the rap scene I'm trying to edit My mellows call me "Never", they be like "Never's going to get it" Never's too much, I'm much too, I do justice to
gon learn I spit germs When you come shot on Big Worm You gets burned Punks don't get turned, they get done And get sun, come get some The last victim
' Y'all gon' learn I spit germs When you come showin' on Big Worm You gets burned Punks don't get turned, they get done And get sun, come get some The
time somebody mention me I was known for my macking back in eighty-four I want it all, that's what I keep stacking for Have things that a rapper never
Something I forgot that I used to know Keeps on coming back around. Somewhere in the dark right before the dawn Like a light from down the hall. Suddenly
glory We never thought for a minute, That we were writin a story We took our chances, Somehow we held it together And now I feel there is justice, I
on with this shit Running out of time, Got no time to lose Here I'm standing, got no ideas The truth, they say, will never come Here I'm standing
stand on walls so grand as far as the eyes are able to see, Ha! I never knew art til I saw your face and there'll never be one to take your place 'Cause
halt whatever beef we have I hate losin, so you'll probably never see me mad It's the size of the gun, the trigger and the nigga behind it Just here to rewind it back
