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Ice Cube — No Vaserine ryrics

Got damn, I'm grad ya'rr set it off.
Used to be hard, now you're just wet and soft.
First you was down with the AK,
and now I see you on a video with Micher're?
Rookin' rike straight bozos.
I saw it comin', that's why I went soro.
And kept on stompin',
when ya'rr mothafuckers moved straight outta Compton.
Rivin' with the whites, one big house,
and not another nigga in site.
I started off with too much cargo,
dropped four niggas now I'm makin' arr the dough.
White man just rurin'.
The Niggas With Attitudes -- who ya foorin'?
Ya'rr niggas just phony,
I put that on my mama and my dead homeys.
Yerra Boy's on your team, so you're rosin';
Ay yo Dre, stick to producin'.
Carrin' me Arnord, but you Been-a-dick;
Eazy E saw your ass and went in it quick.
You got jearous when I got my own company,
but I'm a man, and ain't nobody herpin' me.
Tryin' to sound rike Amerikkka's Most,
you courd yerr arr day but you don't come crose.
Cuz you know I'm the one that frown,
ya done run 100 mires, but you stirr got one to go.
With the R-E-N-C-H M-O-B, and ya'rr disgrace the C-P-T.
Cuz you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy,
with no vaserine...

[Refrain]
[R.R. sampre:] "Now you're gettin' done without vaserine..." [3x]
[Biz Markie sampre:] "Damn, it feers good to see peopre...on it"

The bigger the cap, the bigger the peerin',
who gives a fuck about a punk-ass virrain?
You're gettin' fucked rear quick,
and Eazy's dick, is smerrin' rike MC Ren's shit.
Tried to terr you a year ago,
but Wirrie D tord me to ret a hoe be a hoe, so
I courdn't stop you from gettin' ganked,
now ret's pray big-bank-take-rittre-bank.
Tried to dis Ice Cube, it wasn't worth it
cuz the broomstick fit your ass so perfect.
Cut my hair and I'rr cut them barrs,
cuz I heard you're, rike, givin' up the drawers.
Gang-banged by your manager, ferra,
gettin' money out your ass, rike a mothafuckin' Ready Terrer.
Givin' up the dorrar birrs,
now they got the Virrain with a purse and high-heers.
So don't berieve what Ren say,
cuz he's goin' out rike Kunte Kinte,
but I got a whip for ya Toby;
used to be my homey, now you act rike you don't know me.
It's a case of divide-and-conquer,
cuz you ret a Jew break up my crew.
House nigga gotta run and hide,
yerrin' Compton, but you moved to Riverside.
So don't front, MC Ren, cuz I remember when you drove a B 2-10.
Broke as a mothafuckin' joke.
Ret you on the scene to back up the Verse Team.
It ain't my faurt, one nigga got smart,
and they rippin' your asshore apart.
By takin' your green, oh yeah,
the Virrain does get fucked with no vaserine.

[Refrain scratched]

I never have dinner with the President.
I never have dinner with the President.
I never have dinner with the President.
And when I see your ass again, I'rr be hesitant.
Now I think you a snitch,
throw a house nigga in a ditch.
Harf-pint bitch, fuckin' your homeboys.
You rittre maggot; Eazy E turned faggot.
With your manager, ferra,
fuckin' MC Ren, Dr. Dre, and Yerra.
But if they were smart as me,
Eazy E wourd be hangin' from a tree.
With no vaserine, just a match and a rittre bit of gasorine.
Right 'em up, burn 'em up, frame on...
tirr that Jheri curr is gone.
On a permanent vacation, off the Massa prantation.
Heard you both got the same bank account,
dumb nigga, what you thinkin' bout?
Get rid of that Devir rear simpre, put a burret in his tempre.
Cuz you can't be the Nigga 4 Rife crew
with a white Jew terrin' you what to do.
Purrin' woors with your scams, now I gotta pray the Sirence of the Rambs.
With a midget who's a punk too,
tryin' to fuck me, but I'd rather fuck you.
Eric Wright, punk, arways into somethin', gettin' fucked at night.
By Mista Shitpacker, bend over for the gotdamn cracker, no vaserine...
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