Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Only One Me, artist - Ice Cube.
Date of issue: 28.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Only One Me |
Check the original, y'all niggas digital |
The pyroclastic flow, this insane |
Motherfuckers love me |
Young ass niggas they wanna thug for me |
Wish I was the Godfather, sell drugs for me |
But all they can do is tap cause for me |
Look homie, you can be my cronie |
If you figure how to get a check out of Sony |
Oh Lord, thought I was preaching to the choir |
When I'm in this pulpit I might catch some fire |
Glass full of gas, do you got a lighter? |
Hand full of ass, why should I retire |
The shit I spit might inspire the messiah |
To throw these lives in a lake full of fire |
Ain't nothing flier than my fuckin' rims and my tires |
And a word to the wise, you better fuckin' recognize |
That I been on the block since bitches did the wop |
Since Floyd and Damien kept rocks in they socks, nigga |
Taught 2Pac how to keep it gangsta |
I showed Biggie Smalls how to release his anger |
Who came before me? |
Melle Mel, Ice T |
King T, KRS and the homie Chuck D |
P.E, DMC, nigga know your history |
If Cube ain't top 3, then you's a bitch to me |
Ice Cube, the name will live in infamy |
Ask the young nigga that invented Eazy-E |
West Coast bitch, yeah that's all me |
With Too Short and the D-R-E |
We made it too hard, check our family tree |
See you try to make a Snapple out of all them bad apples |
Nigga no |
Leave you baffled and gaffled |
And running through your house like it's a motherfuckin' raffle |
I'm a asshole with Tabasco, you the last ho I would ask for |
If I had to leave Morehouse and walk into a ho house |
The drink that I pour out, the weed that I blow out |
It's all for my nigga Big Hurt, when I show out |
Picture this in a frame, get torn out |
When I wanna go out, red carpets get rolled out |
There's a lot of you's, there's only one of me |
They are not confused by a wannabe |
There's a lot of you's, there's only one of me |
They are not confused by a wannabe |
Original, original, I'm the prototype |
Original, original, he the copy right |
Original, original, I'm the prototype |
Original, original, he the copy right |
So what you from the gutter |
We all had to struggle if you got a black mother |
We all had to scrap with our uncles and our brothers |
Bedroom window, no curtains, used covers |
Motherfucker always claim to be the hardest |
But these motherfuckers never claim to be the smartest |
I'm a artist that'll paint your rigor mortis |
You silly rabbit nigga, here come the tortoise |
Fast is smooth and smooth is slow |
And that's how you get it, 20 years in a row |
Advance how you get 20 years in a hole |
Bet 10 that you ass ain't got no soul |
Grab that cold ass white man steel |
Cap pills, run like an oil spill |
Big drills, found him in the landfill |
You got 30 years but you my man still |
Fuck them tears, Tony Montana |
Caught you in Montana, extradited to Atlanta |
This ain't the banana nigga, this is Alabama |
Nail in your coffin when the judge rock the hammer, nigga |
There's a lot of you's, there's only one of me |
They are not confused by a wannabe |
There's a lot of you's, there's only one of me |
They are not confused by a wannabe |
Original, original, I'm the prototype |
Original, original, he the copy right |
Original, original, I'm the prototype |
Original, original, he the copy right |
Gangsta Shit! |