Ice Cube with The Lench Mob, I got it goin on
  A nigga that's livin in the city of the criminal zone
  One-time can't keep the law in order
  cos everybody's goin crazy for a quarter
  You're tuned in to the number one crew in the area
  The way I'm talkin I'm scarin ya
  I'm darin ya to raise hell and bail and brag and sag
  or beat down for ya flag
  Cos if you is or you ain't a gangbanger
  Keep one in the chamber
  Cos you'll get them thangs put on ya son
  Ice Cube has got the 4-1-1
  All the ol' school house fellows are crooks
  So I get jealous looks
  They keep thinkin did my hair grow?
  Will the boys 'n' the hood have to beat down Ice Cube?
  Hell no, I'll static son, you'll see it's okay
  I keep my 9 anyway
  for the day one of my homies wanna squab
  I'm still rollin wit The Lench Mob
    (AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted)
    Back in the day I dip my shirt in dirt
  Sometimes I got away clean, sometimes people got hurt
  But if you know me, you know that I'm liable
  to bust a cap cos it's all about survival of the fittest
  I'm a menace crook
  I did so much dirt I need to be in the Guinness Book
  From the shit I took from people
  I reap all your fat shit, jack
  Back to the criminals sect
  I leave crew after crew but they can't catch me yet
  Cos I'm slick as slippery
  They can't get wit me, cops ain't shit to me
  I can't dig a pig so I drop the dogs
  and sweat em like sweathogs
  and get mad, mad cos I'm the nigga that flaunt it
  AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted
    Aiyo, here's what the poster read:
  'Ice Cube is wanted dead'
  That's all it said
  I put heads to bed and fled the scene wit all the green
  Hear shots and si-reens
  When I feet first they yo' rings, now they my rings
  So give it up punk and then I just
  put another jack in progress
  It's the American way
  cos I'm the G-A-N-G-S-T-A
  Ice Cube - a motherfuckin clepto
  and tried to catch the early bird but they slept, so
  who gets the worm?
  And if I'm caught in a trap
  you know I'ma beat the wack
  with a payoff, cop gotta lay off
  FBI on my dick, stay off!
  I'm not a rebel or a renegade on a quest
  I'm a nigga with a 'S' on his chest
  so get the Kryptonite cos I'm a rip tonight
  Cos I'm scarin ya, wanted by America
    (Aiyo Cube man, they on your ass)
    Word, but who the fuck has heard?
  It's time to take a trip to the suburbs
  Let em see a nigga invasion
  Point blank for the caucasian
  Cock the hammer then crackle, smile
  Take me to your house, pal
  Got to the house, my pockets got fat, see
  Crack the safe, got the money and the jewellry
  Three weeks later, I'm at the P-A-D
  Had a little fly ass bitch wit me
  Sittin in a dig, yo it couldn't be
  (Whattup G?) Saw my face on TV
  Damn (oh shit!) I didn't know I lucked out
  Struck out, I gotta get the fuck out
  Pack my bags and tried to hit the dough when
  the ol' bitch down the street must've turned me in
  Cos the feds was out there ten deep
  I got hassled and gaffled in the back seat
  I think back when I was robbin my own kind
  The police didn't pay it no mind
  But when I start robbin the white folks
  Now I'm in the pen wit the soap-on-a-rope
  I said it before and I'll still taught it
  Every motherfucker with a colour is most wanted