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Текст (слова) песни: Ice Cube - Tales From The Darkside


Peace. haha don`t make me laugh!
All i hear is muthafucker`s talkin` sucotash
Livin` large, tellin` me to get out the gang
I`m a nigga, gotta live by the trigger
How the fuck do you figure?
That i can say peace and the gunshots won`t cease
Every cop killin` goes ignored
They just send another nigga to the morgue
A point scored- they could give a fuck 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 niggas neck
Cuz i`m the one with the trunk of funk
And `fuck 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 fuck with them overseas
My homeboy died over a key of cocaine
It was plain and simple
The 9mm went to the temple
was the sound i put the bitch 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 sweat i had the layback
Mad as fuck, thinkin` about the payback
Tonite the crew gonna have a little fun
I went home and cocked the barrel of my shotgun
It`s gettin` critical - i start the five point o
There they go - drive real slow
I yelled out `ice cube sucka`
Shot gun hit - and murder mutahfuckers
I told you last album, when i got a sawed off, bodies are hard off
Its a shame, that niggas 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
The middle we flex
When we die, they won`t make check
Ebony can`t see to the darkside
The term they apply to us is a nigga
Call it what you want, cuz i`m comin` from the coroner
Same applies with a phd
Who`z black - don`t wanna role - sells his soul
Watch his head go rollin`
Who the fuck 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 fuck with the darkside!

 

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