Extradition - Ice Cube

[Ice Cube Talking]
Dear Mama, If some people came by the house lookin for me
I'm innocent of anything they say I done
Now I don't know when I'll be able to write you again
But I will be back to California to see you
Your son, Ice-mutherf_cking-Cube.

Keep my hand on my gun cos they got me on the run
I swear I didn't do what they say I done [x2]

[Verse 1]
Ghetto destroyer, paranoia, I need a lawyer
This b_tch named Netoia, say they lookin for ya
Got to get the f_ck out of here (yeah right)
This b_tch dimmed the lights (n_gga, spend the night)
Bust a quick nut, got to f_ck up and gat on
Cos this the same street I got shot on
So God bless Don Polla, double-s
I gotta holla cos I'm smokin on double breath
Freakin, n_ggaz be leakin, information
Got the feds seekin, incarceration
N_ggaz say my name popped up
B_tch hop up
N_gga close the shop up
They try to stop em
My cash flow leave me asshole neck it
Gone in sixty seconds, burn all records
N_gga gettin skinny eating dinnies
Count my pennies, only got a bag fulla twenties

Listen, these feds fishin for this extradition
I'm on a mission, f_ck em, fight em, dine em, ditch em
I gotta kick rocks, can't pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a sh_t-?bath

[Verse 2]
It's so hard to get a room without a credit card
It's so hard not to let em know where you are
Tried to get a rent a car
But he laughed when I showed him cash
Had to mash 'fore he called the feds on my ass
Went to Vegas for the weekend
Met a hoe down freakin
Hey b_tch, why you sneakin?
Grabbed the paper out her hand
Am I the man on the front page? (F_ck)
Same height, same age (click-click)
Rap gauge, put it down the G-way
Got my hostage s_ckin sausage on the freeway
She say "Let's hear the circle K"
Ran inside and made the n_ggaz all pay
It's like I hit the Lotto outside Colorado
Brought it there for his wallet and my bottle
That's my motto and I gotta warn ya
before I'm through, I'm going back to California


[Verse 3]
My boys Utah to Illinois
Set the poise, so I can infiltrate
All fifty states
Can't wait till I'm back on my feet
Switch and shake this b_tch in her sleep
Low key you feds can't see me
I'm up in D.C. with strike number three
Clownin, made a little stock to get a little cock
Now I got n_ggaz bangin and lootin rock
I'm going back to Cali where it's bound with my strikes
Don't give a f_ck who's on the ?marin or the mic
I should've known when I seen that motherf_cker in the lobby
looking like he wanna rob me (F_ck)
Federal, don't like no black hetero, sexual, intellectual
Tried to turn me into a vegetable
An I'm 'a sue all black and blue
When I come to- hand cuff (F_ck y'all)
Big grey bus, scandalous
Cos they can't stand us
They get excited and I try to fight it (mama)
I'm going back to Cali to show, extradited


[Ice Cube talking]
Hey mama, when y'all send pictures you can't send a polaroid
Got to be the regular pictures
An' they got us in here puttin' in computer chips or something
I don't know. Like they playin with us, it's like a game
It ain't nuttin' but a game to them mama
It's my life

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