inside contemplating suicide At night, I jerk and jerk But my dick don't work, it don't even hurt (Damn) Now who'd ever thought a nigga rude as Ice Cube
dig her? It's the bigger, seven-figure, super nigga Wit' the triggas at yo' dome, we like to roam, Through yo' muthafuckin' home like a comb And find the money that's gone And
feed? We smokin' weed, you and me Lookin' for that currency We smokin' weed, you and me Lookin' for that currency Yeah, Ice Cube, trillionaire, I own a mansion and
playing on my phone (Stop) It was a time we used to bump and grind And find heaven without a motherfucking reverend Managua twages and bomb-ass massages And
plan my escape" In the midst of this commotion, Ice Cube is breakin' tape I'm free, bombin' on the first thing I see And guess who walk in, with a nine and
the circle K" Ran inside and made the niggaz all pay It's like I hit the Lotto outside Colorado Brought it there for his wallet and my bottle That's my motto and
we just We might as well just go straight to the hotel And just get some rest Let me slide this dick up on in ya [Verse 1] [Ice Cube] If I was fucking
glass We blast in the west for example And rap about this shit over funkadelic samples Yo' babies see me kill a fool on TV And straight call me a G
down with the East, sing it War and peace, sing it War and peace, forever War and peace, together, always War and peace War and peace, forever War and peace
fuckin' on them dum dums Find one with some ass and some income Who wanna win? Who wanna spin? Who wanna make, twenty-five eight? (Me) Ice Cube the
Ice Cube, Ice Cube That's Don Mega to you, you cocksucker I am the angel of death And your name is on my list Sheeyit Come with me I ain't goin' nowhere
of the rich blocks, to lick spots, and kick rocks From shattered glass, down the pig locks Want tips by the clock You niggas scramblin for fouyan And settle for crumbs and
hear that?) Yeah, just get the fuckin' door Limos, demos and bimbos (Hey, slow this motherfucker down, man) Limos, demos and bimbos Hit the sunroof and
stick, the shit make me sick Gotta gang of new homies and relatives on my dick (The curse, the curse) No time for drama, busters get sprayed Bitches wanna get layed and
, it's alive, you better run and hide Cover your ears and your eyes Ooh wee, it's alive, you better run and hide Cover your ears and your eyes The world
your peoples can see you and kiss on you But you gon' piss me off And I'ma blow noodles out your motherfuckin' head And ain't none of that happenin'
much badder Than babe ruth will I tell the truth and nothin' but the truth Hell yeah, I?d rather be shootin? hoops 'Cause a niggas guaranteed to win Against a bullshit loss and
run and hide Cover your ears and your eyes [Ice Cube] The world had to bow to this new style Dial 9-1-1, makin more money than the law allow But Fuck
