Bootlegs & B-Sides — текст песни (Ice Cube f Mack 10)

[sampled announcer]
In any country, prison is where society sends it`s failures
But in this country, society itself is failing

[Ice Cube]
Hellll yeah! Uhh..
Ta-dow! Uhh..
Ta-dow! Uhh..
Ta-dow! UHH!

Ta-dow, how ya like me now I`m in the mix
It`s nineteen-eighty-six and I got the fix
with the chicken and a quota, got the bakin soda
Let the water boil, workers all loyal
Dropped out the twelveth cause my wealth is shorter
than a midget on his knees, now I slang ki`s
Infest my hood with crack, I`m the mack
+It Take a Nation of Millions to Hold Me Back+
Too big for my britches, and I got bitches
Now I`m hittin switches, niggaz want my riches
Used to get 18, when my G was alive
Now a ki` is 13-5
Eighty-nine`s the number, another summer
(Get down!) Police ain`t get no dumber
Streets dried up, used to think it would last
But being a kingpin is a thing of the past
They tried to blast me for slangin a boulder
Now I got my ass in Minnesota
Got my own crew, it`s on brand new
Damn, what can I do? Oooh

Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, how ya like me now?
Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, how ya like me now? Fool

[Ice Cube]
Already done stacked me half a meal ticket
Bought a house next to Prince, now I can kick it
Now I got ends, wavin to my friends
Rollin in a Benz, goin to see the Twins
play at the `dome; police are tappin my mobile phone
I`m almost home
Gettin excited, indicted
Spent a grip and a year tryin to fight it
Lawyer got paid; plea, no contest
cause everything I own, got repossessed
Now take a look at the dust
And I`m happy cause I only got 36 months
I never picked up a book
cause, my arms are 16 inches, nigga look (OOOH)
Can`t wait for ninety-two so I can get with my crew
and see, what can I do

Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, how ya like me now?
Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, what can I do?
Ta-dow, how ya like me now?

[Ice Cube]
Fucked up in the pen, now it`s ninety-fo`
Back in L.A., and I`m bailin through the do`
Everybody, know I gotta start from scratch
So where the work at, and niggaz smirk at
me sayin ain`t nuttin poppin from here to the L.B.
What you tell me?
No it ain`t crackin, everybody`s jackin for a Coupe
Since, they sent in the troops
Even though I got muscle, that ain`t my hustle
Takin a nigga`s shit in a tussle
No skills, to pay the bills
Talkin about education to battle inflation
No college degree, just a dumb ass G
(Yeah you fool..) Who me?
I got a baby on the way, damn it`s a mess
Have you ever been convicted of a felony? Yes
Took some advice from my Uncle Fester
All dressed up in polyester
Welcome to McDonalds may I please help you?

[Mack 10]
Yeah you can help me punk
Give me all of the money, or I`m dumpin
That`s on my momma
Ay homeboy, while you at it
gimme large fries, a strawberry shake
A Big Mac, cause this Mack 10 fo` life

[Ice Cube]
Can I roll wit you? What can I do?
Now I`m on the run, with a gun
and this fool I don`t know, pedal to the flo`



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