| Verse one: ice cube
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| Peace. |
| haha dont make me laugh!
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| All I hear is muthafuckers talkin sucotash
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| Livin large, tellin me to get out the gang
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| Im a nigga, gotta live by the trigger
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| How the fuck do you figure?
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| That I can say peace and the gunshots wont cease
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| Every cop killin goes ignored
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| They just send another nigga to the morgue
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| A point scored- they could give a fuck about us They rather catch us with guns and white powder
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| If I was old, theyd probably be a friend of me Since Im young, they consider me the enemy
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| They kill ten of me to get the job correct
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| To serve, protect, and break a niggas neck
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| Cuz Im the one with the trunk of funk
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| And fuck tha police in the tape deck
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| You should listen to me cuz theres more to see
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| Call my neighborhood a ghetto cuz it houses minorities
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| The other color dont know you can run but not hide
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| These are tales from the darkside…
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| Verse two:
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| You wanna free africa, I stare at yuh
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| Cuz we aint got it too good in america
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| I cant fuck with them overseas
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| My homeboy died over a key of cocaine
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| It was plain and simple
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| The 9 mm went to the temple
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| was the sound I put the bitch down
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| And ran to the schoolyard bathroom
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| Looked in the trash can yo it had room
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| So I ducked my ass in it for a minute
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| Covered with sweat I had the layback
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| Mad as fuck, thinkin about the payback
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| Tonite the crew gonna have a little fun
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| I went home and cocked the barrel of my shotgun
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| Its gettin critical — I start the five point o There they go — drive real slow
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| I yelled out ice cube sucka
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| Shot gun hit — and murder mutahfuckers
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| I told you last album, when I got a sawed off, bodies are hard off
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| Its a shame, that niggas die young
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| But to the light side it dont matter none
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| Itll be a drive by homicide
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| But to me its just another tale from the darkside…
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| Verse three: chuck d Standing in the middle of war
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| The middle we flex
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| When we die, they wont make check
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| Ebony cant see to the darkside
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| The term they apply to us is a nigga
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| Call it what you want, cuz Im comin from the coroner
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| Same applies with a phd
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| Whoz black — dont wanna role — sells his soul
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| Watch his head go rollin
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| Who the fuck are they foolin?
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| Nobody knows, but I suppose the color of my clothes
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| Matches the color of the one on my face as they wonder whats under my waist
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| of them gettin brown
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| Thats a fact got a fear on their bozack
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| Run, run, run, their ass off, they can not hide
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| Yet cube, they cant fuck with the darkside! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Endangered Species (Tales From The Darkside) (Feat. Chuck D) , by - Ice Cube. Song from the album AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп