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letra de endangered species (tales from the darkside) (remix) - ice cube

[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 gang-related murders in the greater 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-ckers rappin’ succotash
livin’ large, tellin’ me to get out the gang
i’m a nigga, gotta live by the trigga
how the f-ck do you figgure?
that i can say peace and the gunshots will cease?!
every cop k!ller goes ignored
they just send another nigga to the morgue!
a point scored- they could give a f-ck 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!ll ten of me to get the job correct
to serve, protect, and break a niggas neck
’cause i’m the one with the trunk of funk
and “f-ck tha police” in the tape deck
you should listen to me ’cause there’s more to see
call my neighborhood a ghetto ’cause 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, d-mn!
(a young nigga got it bad cause i’m brown)
(a young nigga got it bad cause i’m brown)

[verse 2: ice cube]
you wanna free africa, i stare at yuh
’cause we ain’t got it too good in america
i can’t f-ck with them overseas
my homeboy died over a key of cocaine
it was plain and simple
the 9mm went (gunshot sound) to the temple
(gunshot sound) (gunshot sound) was the sound i put the b-tch down
and ran to the schoolyard bathroom
looked in the trash can, yo it had room
so i ducked my -ss in it for a minute!
covered with trash i had to lay back
mad as f-ck!
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 sucka’
the shot-gun kicked – and it murdered motherf-ckers
i told you last alb-m
when i got a sawed-off, bodies are hauled off
it’s a shame, that niggas die young
but to the light side it don’t matter none
it’ll be a drive by homicide
but to me it’s 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 nigga
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-ck 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 -ss off, they can not hide
yet cube, they can’t f-ck with the
darkside!

- ice cube

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