Ice Cube — Endangered Species Tales From The Darkside Remix

[Produced by Sir Jinx] [Male News Reporter] "Good evening. This is Los Angeles, a city with many claims on America, including this one: It is now the gang capital of the nation. Last year alone there were 452 gang-related murders in the greater Los Angeles area. And we'll see if there is anything that can be done about all of this." [Verse 1: Ice Cube] Peace!? - don't make me laugh! All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang I'm a nigga, gotta live by the trigga How the fuck do you figgure? That I can say peace and the gunshots will cease?! Every cop killer goes ignored They just send another nigga to the morgue! A point scored- they could give a fuck 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 niggas neck 'Cause I'm the one with the trunk of funk And "Fuck tha Police" in the tape deck You should listen to me 'cause there's more to see Call my neighborhood a ghetto 'cause it houses minorities The other color don't know you can run but not hide These are tales from the darkside... [Chuck D] All of us are endangered, DAMN! (A young nigga got it bad cause I'm brown) (A young nigga got it bad cause I'm brown) [Verse 2: Ice Cube] You wanna free Africa, I stare at yuh 'Cause we ain't got it too good in America I can't fuck with them overseas My homeboy died over a key of cocaine It was plain and simple The 9mm went (gunshot sound) to the temple (gunshot sound) (gunshot sound) was the sound I put the bitch 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 fuck! Thinkin' about the payback Tonight 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 motherfuckers I told you last album When I got a sawed-off, bodies are hauled off It's a shame, that niggas die young But to the light side it don't matter none It'll be a drive by homicide But to me it's just another tale from the darkside... [Sampled guitar riff] [Verse 3: 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 nigga Call it what you want, cause I'm comin’ from the corner Same applies with a Ph.D Who's black - don't wanna roll - sells his soul Watch his head go rollin’ Who the fuck 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 That's a fact Got a fear of the bozack Run, run, run, their ass off, they can not hide Yet Cube, they can't fuck with the Darkside!