Ice Cube When Will They Shoot Lyrics

Verse One:

God d___, another f___ing payback wit' a twist
Them m_________ers shot but the punks missed
Ice Cube is out-gunned, what is the outcome?
Will they do me like Malcolm?
Cuz I bust styles, new styles, standing. . .
Strong. . . while, others run a hundred miles
But I never run, never will
Deal wit' the devil wit' my mother f___ing steel - BOOM!
Media tried to do me
But I was a Boy-N-the-Hood before the movie, yeah
Call me n____, BIGOT AND a spook
But you the one that voted for Duke, m_________er
White man is something I tried to study
But I got my hands b_____, yeah.
They say I can sing like a Jaybird
But n____ don't say the J-word.
I thought they was bugging. . .
Cuz to us Uncle Sam is Hitler without HIS oven
Burning our black skin
Buy my neighborhood - then push the crack in
Doing us wrong from the first day
And don't understand why a n____ got an AK.
Calling me an African-American
like everything is fair again, s___
Devil you got to get the s___ right I'm black
Blacker than a trillion midnights
"Don't believe the Hype" was said in 88 by the great Chuck D
Now they're trying to f___ me . . .
{wit' no vaseline, just a match and a little bit of gasoline}
Its a great day for genocide {WHAT'S THAT}
Thats the day all the n____s died
They killed JFK in '63
So what the f___ you think they'll do to me?
But I'm the O.G. and I bust back, boom boom
Bust back, boom boom,
Peel a cap, BOOM BOOM!
Gimme room in the fire of the sun
Hear the mack come
Hear the black come
Watch Jack run
m_________ers can't gank me
f___ a devil, f___ a rebel, and a yankee
Overrun and PUSH the Presidency
IF IT MEAN that, I'm down wit' O.P.P.
I met Farrakhan and had dinner
And you ask if I'm a five-percenter, well. . .
No, but I go where the brothas go
Down with Compton Mosque, Number 54
Made a little dough, still got a sister on my elbow
Did Ice Cube sell out? You say "hell no!"
A black woman is my manager, not in the kitchen,
So could you please stop b____in'?

Verse Two:

{gun shots}

You missed and didn't hit the Lench Mob either
[Guerillas in the Mist] Without Jungle Fever
But I got the fever for the flava of a cracker, not a Pringle
Bust a single, here's my new jingle
{STALKIN', WALKIN' IN MY BIG BLACK BOOTS}
The KKK has got three-piece suits
Using n____s like turkey shoots
My motto is "treat 'em like a prostitute."
If I say no violence devil, you won't respect mine,
f___ the dumb s___ and get my Tek-9.
And if they approach us
A-ight, a-ight - I bury those c___roaches.
And if you can't deal wit' my "Kill at Will"
Here's a new gift to get
Try my "Death Certificate".
Amerikkka's Most, Amerikkka's burnt - its like toast
Like Jordan I'm going coast to coast.
Dribbling the funk
Here comes the n____ wit' the mother f___ing monster dunk
Get off me punk
{You better eat your Wheaties}
Darryl Gates got the studio surrounded
Cuz he don't like the n____s that I'm down wit'
Mother f___er wanna do us
Cuz I like Nat, Huey, Malcolm, and Louis.
Most got done by a black man's bullet
Give a trigga to a n____ and watch him pull it.
Negro a__assin,
I'ma dig a ditch, b____, and throw your a__ in
When they shoot, no, it won't be a cracker
They use somebody much blacker
What I do?
I call up the Geto Boy crew
Cuz my mind's playing tricks on me too.
Never die, surround my crib
WITH FOI makin' sure nobody creep when I sleep
Keep a 9 millimeter in my Jeep - PEEP!
When I roll, I gots to roll deep.
Ain't going out cheap
Make the Mad Circle on Cypress Hill cuz its so steep.
They'll never get me
They'll never hit me
Mother f___ that s___ J-Dee.
Now I relax
Grab the St. Ides brew so I can max.
Sitting on the window cuz its so f___ing hot,
And then I heard a shot -
Boom.