Ice Cube 20 - No Vaseline Lyrics

Got d___, I'm glad ya'll set it off.
Used to be hard, now you're just wet and soft.
First you was down with the AK,
and now I see you on a video with Michel'le?
Lookin' like straight pozas.
I saw it comin', that's why I went solo.
And kept on stompin',
when ya'll m________ers moved straight outta Compton.
Livin' with the whites, one big house,
and not another n____ in site.
I started off with too much cargo,
dropped four n____s now I'm makin' all the dough.
White man just rulin'.
The n____s With Attitudes -- who ya foolin'?
Ya'll n____s just phony,
I put that on my mama and my dead homeys.
Yella Boy's on your team, so you're losin';
Ay yo Dre, stick to producin'.
Callin' me Arnold, but you Been-a-d___;
Eazy E saw your a__ and went in it quick.
You got jealous when I got my own company,
but I'm a man, and ain't nobody helpin' me.
Tryin' to sound like Amerikkka's Most,
you could yell all day but you don't come close.
Cuz you know I'm the one that flown,
ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go.
With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B, and ya'll disgrace the C-P-T.
Cuz you're gettin' f___ed out your green by a white boy,
with no vaseline...

[Refrain] (L.L. sample: "Now you're gettin' done without vaseline...") 3x
(Biz Markie sample: "d___, it feels good to see people...on it")

The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin',
who gives a f___ about a punk-a__ villain?
You're gettin' f___ed real quick,
and Eazy's d___, is smellin' like MC Ren's s___.
Tried to tell you a year ago,
but Willie D told me to let a hoe be a hoe, so
I couldn't stop you from gettin' ganked,
now let's play big-bank-take-little-bank.
Tried to dis Ice Cube, it wasn't worth it
cuz the broomstick fit your a__ so perfect.
Cut my hair and I'll cut them b____,
cuz I heard you're, like, givin' up the drawers.
Gang-banged by your manager, fella,
gettin' money out your a__, like a m________in' Ready Teller.
Givin' up the dollar bills,
now they got the Villain with a purse and high-heels.
So don't believe what Ren say,
cuz he's goin' out like Kunte Kinte,
but I got a whip for ya Toby;
used to be my homey, now you act like you don't know me.
It's a case of divide-and-conquer,
cuz you let a Jew break up my crew.
House n____ gotta run and hide,
yellin' Compton, but you moved to Riverside.
So don't front, MC Ren, cuz I remember when you drove a B 2-10.
Broke as a m________in' joke.
Let you on the scene to back up the Verse Team.
It ain't my fault, one n____ got smart,
and they rippin' your a__hole apart.
By takin' your green, oh yeah,
the Villain does get f___ed with no vaseline.

[Refrain scratched]

I never have dinner with the President.
I never have dinner with the President.
I never have dinner with the President.
And when I see your a__ again, I'll be hesitant.
Now I think you a snitch,
throw a house n____ in a ditch.
Half-pint b____, f___in' your homeboys.
You little maggot; Eazy E turned f__got.
With your manager, fella,
f___in' MC Ren, Dr. Dre, and Yella.
But if they were smart as me,
Eazy E would be hangin' from a tree.
With no vaseline, just a match and a little bit of gasoline.
Light 'em up, burn 'em up, flame on...
till that Jheri curl is gone.
On a permanent vacation, off the Massa plantation.
Heard you both got the same bank account,
dumb n____, what you thinkin' bout?
Get rid of that Devil real simple, put a bullet in his temple.
Cuz you can't be the n____ 4 Life crew
with a white Jew tellin' you what to do.
Pullin' wools with your scams, now I gotta play the Silence of the Lambs.
With a midget who's a punk too,
tryin' to f___ me, but I'd rather f___ you.
Eric Wright, punk, always into somethin', gettin' f___ed at night.
By Mista s___packer, bend over for the gotdamn cracker, no vaseline...