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Ice Cube - Us

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Could you tell me who released our animal instinct?
Got the white man sittin` there tickled pink.
Laughin` at us on the avenue
Bustin` caps at each other after havin` brew
We can`t enjoy ourselves
Too busy jealous... of each other`s wealth
Commin` up is just in me
But the black community is full of envy
Too much back-stabbin`
While i look up the street i see all the japs grabbin`
Every vacant lot in my neighborhood
Build a store, and sell their goods
To the county of sips (?)
You know us po niggas: nappy hair and big lips?
Four or five babies on your crotch
And you expect uncle sam to help us out?
We ain`t nothin` but porchmonkeys
To the average bigot, redneck honky
You say comin` up is a must
But before we can come up, take a look at us

Verse two:

And all y`all dope-dealers...
Your as bad as the po-lice- cause ya kill us
You got rich when you started slangin` dope
But you ain`t built us a supermarket
So when can spend our money with the blacks
Too busy buyin` gold an` caddilacs
That`s what ya doin` with the money that ya raisin`
Exploitin` us like the caucasians did
For 400 years - i got 400 tears- for 400 peers
Died last year from gang-related crimes
That`s why i got gang-related rhymes
But when i do a show ta kick some facts
Us blacks don`t know how ta act
Sometimes i believe the hype, man
We`re messin` up ourselves and blame the white man
But don`t point the finger you jiggaboo
Take a look at yourself ya dumb nigga you
Pretty soon hip-hop won`t be so nice
No ice cube, just vannilla ice
And yall sit and scream and cus
But there`s no one ta blame- but us


Verse three:

Us ... will always sing the blues
`cause all we care about is hairstyles and tennis shoes
But if ya step on mine ya pushed a button
"cause i`ll beat you down like it ain`t nothin`
Just like a beast
But i`m the first nigga ta holler out {peace, black man}
I beat my wife and children to a pulp
When i get drunk and smoke dope
Got a bad heart condition
Still eat hog-mogs an` chitlin`s
Bet my money on the dice and the horses
Jobless, so i`mma hoe for the armed forces
Go to church but they tease us
Wit` a picture of a blue-eyed jesus
They used to call me negro
After all this time i`m still bustin up the chiffarobe
No respect and ignored
And i`m havin` more babies than i really can afford
In jail `cause i can`t pay the mother
Held back in life because of my color
Now this is just a little summary
Of us, but yall think it`s dumb of me
To put a mirror to ya face, but trust
Nobody gives a fuck about...

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