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    [Intro - various dialogue]
    Now that's how this shit go!
    And I know you don't like me spittin in your motherfuckin face
    But ain't a motherfuckin thing, you can do, about a nigga
    Punk motherfucker!

    Some people may say well, you overdramatized it
    No we're not - it's not a drama workshop, it is a reality
    Things like that do take place in prisons
    The murders, the suicides, as well as the rapes
    Do take place inside these human warehouses

    [Ice Cube]
    Nigga I'm a hustler, act like I'm lovin ya
    Don't mind fuckin ya, just like the Governor
    Used to be the dope man, rolled a hundred spokes man
    When I come through, treat me like the Pope man
    Ghetto spokesman, I know niggaz
    in Eastside Oakland all the way to Brook-lyn
    And they love my shitty drawers, what you smokin?
    Think you got the balls, nigga I'm a Trojan
    Catchin all that just like a prophylac'
    Don't reproduce, that bullshit is whack
    Flavor Flav with a white bitch that is whack
    Got to put the nigga back in my Cadillac
    Take him to the hood, where it's action packed
    Let him know that the target's still on his back
    It's a hustle called capitalism
    Got my niggaz in prison, all stuck in the system yeah
    Recognize who's a hustler, George Dubya
    He's the one that's sittin back, fuckin ya
    With a big dick stuck in ya
    I'm from a place where the fuckin Terminator is the Governor

    (I got a Public Pretender.. tryin to make me a winner)
    (Nigga please don't surrender.. they'll have you for dinner)

    [Chorus: Ice Cube]
    The ghetto is a nigga trap, take the cheese
    Soon as you do it here come the police
    Invented and designed fo' us to fail
    Where you gon' end up, dead or in jail

    [Ice Cube]
    You only got two places
    State of California, got two faces
    Motherfuckin devils, get straight racist
    When they get you in them lonely dark places
    Concrete slave ships, never move
    Where niggaz like us get used like a mule
    Don't let 'em catch you, arrest you
    Strip and undress you, throw you in a cesspool
    You wanna know the crime of the century
    A ghetto elementary, a mental penitentiary
    Black man, you never been friend of me
    Boy you kin to me, why we enemies?
    The ghe-tto is a trap
    Fuck where you from, nigga look where you at
    Where you wanna be? Point it out on a map
    Don't be scared to leave homey, we can come back
    If you wanna come back to this bullshit
    Most of it comin straight out the pulpit
    We got to change our ways in the hood
    Understand that it's AIDS in the hood...

    The nigga trap... [echoes for a bit]

    [Chorus - 2X]

    (I got a Public Pretender.. tryin to make me a winner)
    (Nigga please don't surrender.. they'll have you for dinner)
    [fades out]

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