Endangered Species (Tales From the Darkside) - Lyrics - Ice Cube
O'Shea Jackson , better known by his stage name Ice Cube, is an American rapper, record producer, actor, screenwriter, film producer, and director. He began his career as a member of the hip-hop group C.I.A. and later joined N.W.A . After leaving N.W.A in December 1989, he built a successful solo career in music, and also as a writer, director, actor, and producer in cinema. Additionally, he has served as one of the producers of the Showtime television series Barbershop and the TBS series Are We There Yet?, both of which are based upon the films in which he portrayed the lead character. As of July 2014, Ice Cube has sold over 38 million records in the United States.
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Verse One: Ice Cube
Peace - don't make me laugh!
All I hear is *** rappin sucotash
Livin large, tellin me to get out the gang
I'm a ***, gotta live by the trigger
How the *** do you figure?
that I can say peace and the gunshots will cease?!
Every cop killer goes ignored
They just send another *** to the morgue
A point scored- they could give a *** 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 *** neck
Cuz I'm the one with the trunk of funk
And '*** tha Police' in the tape deck
You should listen to me cuz there's more to see
Call my neighborhood a ghetto cuz it houses minorities
The other color don't know you can run but not hide
These are tales from the darkside...
Verse Two:
You wanna free Africa, I stare at yuh
Cuz we ain't got it too good in America
I can't *** with them overseas
My homeboy died over a key of ***
It was plain and simple
The 9mm went to the temple
was the sound I put the *** down
And ran to the schoolyard bathroom
Looked in the trash can yo it had room
So I ducked my *** in it for a minute
Covered with trash I had to lay back
Mad as ***, thinkin' about the payback
Tonite 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 ***
I told you last album
when I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off
Its a shame, that *** die young
But to the light side it don't matter none
It'll be a drive by homicide
But to me its just another tale from the darkside...
Verse Three: 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 ***
Call it what you want, cause I'm comin from the coroner
Sayin my rhymes with a Ph.D.
Who's black - don't wanna role - sells his soul
Watch his head go rollin
Who the *** 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
thats a fact got a fear on their bozack
Run, run, run, their *** off, they can not hide
Yet Cube, they can't *** with the darkside!
