I C E . C U B E - When Will They Shoot?
"Walkin.. walkin in my big black boots"
"But when will they shoot ?"
God damn, another fuckin payback with a twist | Them motherfuckers shot but the punks missed
Ice Cube is out-gunned, what is the outcome? | Will they do me like Malcolm?
Cause I bust styles, new styles, standin - strong! | While, others run a hundred miles
But I never run, never will | Deal with the devil with my motherfuckin steel - BOOM!
Media try to do me | But I was a Boy-N-the-Hood before the movie, yeah
Call me nigga, biggot and a spook | But you the one that voted for Duke, motherfucker
White man, is somethin I tried to study | But I got my hands bloody, yeah
They said I could sing like a Jaybird | But nigga, don't say the J-word
I thought they was buggin | cause to us Uncle Sam, is Hitler without an oven
Burnin our black skin | Buy my neighborhood - then push the crack in
Doin us wrong from the first day | And don't understand why a nigga got an AK
Callin me an African-American | like everything is fair again, shit
Devil, you got to get the shit 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 tryin to fuck me
"With no vaseline | Just a match and a little bit of gasoline.." - HUH!
It's a great day for genocide (What's that?) | That's the day all the niggaz died
They killed JFK in '63 | So what the fuck 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 | Here the mack come, here the black come, watch Jack run!
Motherfuckers can't gank me | Fuck a devil, fuck a rebel, and a yankee
Overrun and put the Presidency | After needin that, I'm down wit O.P.P., yeah
I met Farrakhan and had dinner | And you ask if I'm a five-percenter, well...
No, but I go where the brothers 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 bitchin?
"Walkin.. walkin in my big black boots"
"But when will they shoot ?"
You missed, and didn't hit Da 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 the single, here's my new jingle
"Walkin.. walkin in my big black boots" | The KKK has got three-piece suits
Using niggaz like turkey shoots | My motto is "Treat 'Em Like a Prostitute"
Now if I say no violence, devil, you won't respect mine | Fuck the dumb shit - and get my Tec-9
And if they approach us | I - I - I bury those cockroaches
And if you can't deal with my "Kill at Will" | Here's a new gift to get - try my "Death Certificate"
"Amerikkka's Most," Amerikkka's burnt - it's like toast | Like Jordan, I'm goin coast to coast
Dribblin the funk here comes the nigga | with the motherfuckin monster dunk, get off me punk!
"Watch Jordon, yo, watch Jordan" | "You better eat your Wheeties"
"Walkin.. walkin in my big black boots"
"But when will they shoot ?"
Darryl Gates got the studio surrounded | Cause he don't like the niggaz that I'm down with
Motherfucker wanna do us | Cause I like Nat, Huey, Malcolm, and Louis
Most got done by a black man's bullet | Give a trigger to a nigga and watch him pull it
Negro assass-in | I'ma dig a ditch, bitch, and throw yo' ass in
When they shoot, no, it won't be a cracker | They use somebody much blacker
What I do? I called up the Geto Boy(s) crew | Cause "My Mind's Playing Tricks On Me" too
Never died, surround my crib | and F.O.I. 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 goin out cheap | Met the MADD Circle on Cypress Hill cause it's so steep
They'll never get me, they'll never hit me | Motherfuck that shit J-Dee
Now I'm relaxed | Grab the St. Ide's brew so I can max
Sittin by the window cause it's so fuckin hot | and then I heard a shot - boom.