Sir Jinx - Endangered Species (Tales From The Darkside) (Remix) lyrics

[Produced by Sir Jinx] [Male News Reporter] Good evening. This is Los Angeles, a city with many claims on America including this one. It is now the gang capital of the nation Last year alone there were 452 two gang related murders in the great Los Angeles area. And we'll see if there is anything that can be done about all of this [Verse 1: Ice Cube] Peace!? - don't make me laugh! All I hear is motherf**ers rappin' sucotash Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang I'm a n***a, gotta live by the trigga How the f** do you figgure? That I can say peace and the gunshots will cease?! Every cop k**er goes ignored They just send another n***a to the morgue! A point scored- they could give a f** about us They rather catch us with guns and white powder! If I was old, they'd probably be a friend of me Since I'm young, they consider me the enemy! They k** ten of me to get the job correct To serve, protect, and break a n***as neck Cuz I'm the one with the trunk of funk And "f** tha Police" in the tape deck You should listen to me cuz there's more to see Call my neighborhood a ghetto cuz it houses minorities The other color don't know you can run but not hide These are tales from the darkside... [Chuck D] All of us are endangered, DAMN! (A young n***a got it bad cause I'm brown) (A young n***a got it bad cause I'm brown) [Verse 2: Ice Cube] You wanna free Africa, I stare at yuh Cuz we ain't got it too good in America I can't f** with them overseas My homeboy died over a key of c**aine It was plain and simple The 9mm went (gunshot sound) to the temple (gunshot sound) (gunshot sound) was the sound I put the b**h down And ran to the schoolyard bathroom Looked in the trash can, yo it had room So I ducked my a** in it for a minute! Covered with trash I had to lay back Mad as f**! Thinkin' about the payback Tonight the crew gonna have a little fun I went home and cut the barrel of my shotgun It's gettin critical - I stole a 5.0 I let it go - drive real slow I yelled out 'Ice Cube s**a' The shot-gun kicked - and it murdered motherf**ers I told you last album When I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off Its a shame, that n***as die young But to the light side it don't matter none It'll be a drive by homicide But to me its just another tale from the darkside... [Sampled guitar riff] [Verse 3: Chuck D] Standing in the middle of war In the middle we flex When we die, we won't make Jet Ebony can't see to the lightside The term they apply to us is a n***a Call it what you want, cause I'm comin' from the corner Same applies with a Ph.D Who's black - don't wanna roll - sells his soul Watch his head go rollin' Who the f** 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 (Standin' on the verge) of them gettin' brown That's a fact Got a fear of the bozack Run, run, run, their a** off, they can not hide Yet Cube, they can't f** with the Darkside!