Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Endangered Species (Tales From The Darkside) , by - Ice Cube. Release date: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
Endangered Species (Tales From The Darkside) |
| Verse one: ice cube |
| Peace. |
| haha dont make me laugh! |
| All I hear is muthafuckers talkin sucotash |
| Livin large, tellin me to get out the gang |
| Im a nigga, gotta live by the trigger |
| How the fuck do you figure? |
| That I can say peace and the gunshots wont 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, theyd probably be a friend of me Since Im 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 Im the one with the trunk of funk |
| And fuck tha police in the tape deck |
| You should listen to me cuz theres more to see |
| Call my neighborhood a ghetto cuz it houses minorities |
| The other color dont 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 aint got it too good in america |
| I cant fuck with them overseas |
| My homeboy died over a key of cocaine |
| It was plain and simple |
| The 9 mm 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 |
| Its 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 dont matter none |
| Itll 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 wont make check |
| Ebony cant see to the darkside |
| The term they apply to us is a nigga |
| Call it what you want, cuz Im comin from the coroner |
| Same applies with a phd |
| Whoz black — dont 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 |
| 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 cant fuck with the darkside! |