Ice Cube — Pros vs. Joes Bonus Track

[Intro] Ice Cube, bomaye! Yeah, bomaye Ice Cube, bomaye (kill 'em) bomaye Ice Cube, bomaye.. bomaye Ice Cube, bomaye (kill 'em) bomaye [Ice Cube] Whassup baller? I'm a owner now, you niggas ball for me And I'll be kickin it, up in my suite Lookin down, ain't none of y'all fuckin with me I'm like a bully that you motherfuckers hatin to see Better whisper my name, like the Wizard of Oz If you say it three times, a lyrical barrage This is not a mirage, there's no way to dodge This career endin, metaphoric collage I'm swearin to God, it's worse than Jihad Fuckin with Cube is like "The Book of Eli" I'm pullin my blade, I'm slicin you bastards You local motherfuckers, I rap to the masses You internet bitches, my pen is so vicious The genie's out the bottle, and grant no wishes Befo' you attack, you shoulda asked Mack He would have told you I'm the architect of gangster rap [Hook: repeat 2X] Ice Cube, bomaye.. bomaye Ice Cube, bomaye (kill 'em) bomaye [Ice Cube] You motherfuckers in the D-league, I'm in the G league I got the most money, I smoke the best weed I got the best kids, and the best life With a fine wife, nigga I'm in paradise Amateurs think it's easy, but you and that Bitch ain't about to be the next George and Weezy Just pay to see me, I'm a pro with a show That's incredible, you better let it go Better learn how to do the Dougie 'Fore I wrap you in a Snuggie, and push you in the buggy This is, Ice Cube, know the people love me On some spiritual shit, like the man above me C'mon [Hook] - 2X [Outro] Bomaye... (kill 'em!)