เนื้อเพลง Endangered Species (Tales from The Darkside) - Ice Cube
เนื้อเพลง Endangered Species (Tales from The Darkside)
[Verse One: Ice Cube]
Peace - don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherf*ckers rappin sucotash
Livin large, tellin me to get out the gang
I'm a n*gga, gotta live by the trigger
How the f*ck do you figure?
that I can say peace and the gunshots will cease?!
Every cop killer goes ignored
They just send another n*gga to the morgue
A point scored- they could give a f*ck 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 n*ggas neck
Cuz I'm the one with the trunk of funk
And 'F*ck 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 f*ck with them overseas
My homeboy died over a key of c*caine
It was plain and simple
The 9mm went to the temple
was the sound I put the b*tch down
And ran to the schoolyard bathroom
Looked in the trash can yo it had room
So I ducked my ass in it for a minute
Covered with trash I had to lay back
Mad as f*ck, 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 s*cka'
The shot-gun kicked - and it murdered motherf*ckers
I told you last album
when I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off
Its a shame, that n*ggas 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 n*gga
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 f*ck 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 ass off, they can not hide
Yet Cube, they can't f*ck with the darkside!