Ice Cube – I Wanna Kill Sam

“The army is the only way out for a young black teenager.We’ll provide you with housing.We’ll provide you with education.We’ll provide you with everything you need to survive in life.We’ll help you to be the best soldier in the U.S. of A.””Because we do more before 7 A.M.than most niggers do in their whole lifetime.”[Cube] Huh-huh, huh-HAH..”I’m comin!” [repeat 3X][Cube] I’m comin![Verse One]I wanna kill him, cause he tried to play me like the trickbut you see, I’m the wrong nigga to fuck withI got the A to the motherfuckin K, and it’s ready to ripSlapped in my banana clipAnd I’m lookin.. (lookin..)Is he in Watts, Oakland, Philly or Brooklyn?It seems like he got the whole country behind himso it’s sort of hard to find himBut when I do, gotta put my gat in his mouthPump seventeen rounds make his brains hang outCause the shit he did was uncalled fortried to fuck a brother up the ass like a small whoreAnd that shit ain’t flySo now I’m settin up, the ultimate drive-byAnd when you hear this shit,it make the world say “DAMN! .. I wanna kill Sam.””Do the niggaz run this moth-er-fuck-er?” [repeat 2X][door knocking]”Momma!! Some man at the front do’!””Sit yo’ ass down.””Uhh hi.. I have reason to believe that someone in this householdhas just turned eighteen, am I correct?”[Verse Two]Here’s why I wanna kill the punkcause he tried to take a motherfuckin chunk of the funkHe came to my house, I let ’em bail incause he said he was down with the L.M.He gave up a little dapthen turned around, and pulled out a gatI knew it was a caperI said, “Please don’t kill my mother,” so he raped herTied me up, took me outsideand I was thrown in a big truckAnd it was packed like sardinesFull of niggaz, who fell for the same schemeTook us to a place and made us workall day and we couldn’t have shit to sayBroke up the families foreverand to this day black folks can’t stick togetherAnd it’s odd..Broke us down, made us pray – to his GodAnd when I think about it,it make me say “DAMN! .. I wanna kill Sam.””I’m comin!” [repeat 3X][Verse Three]Now in ninety-one, he wanna tax meI remember, the son of a bitch used to axe meand hang me by a rope til my neck snappedNow the sneaky motherfucker wanna ban rapand put me under dirt or concreteBut God, can see through a white sheetCause you the devil in dragYou can burn your cross well I’ll burn your flagTry to give me the H-I-Vso I can stop makin babies like meAnd you’re givin dope to my people chumpJust wait til we get over that humpCause yo’ ass is grass cause I’ma blastCan’t bury rap, like you buried jazzCause we stopped bein whores, stop doin floorsSo bitch you can fight your own warsSo if you see a man in red white and bluegettin janked by the Lench Mob crewIt’s a man who deserves to buckleI wanna kill Sam cause he ain’t my motherfuckin Uncle!”We’ve gone nowhere in 200 years?””That’s correct.””We-we-we’ve gone nowhere in 200 years?””That’s correct.””We-we-we’ve gone nowhere in 200 years?””That’s correct.”

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