Ice Cube: Here´s another day at the stoplight I´m lookin in my mirror so I can see who can see me
South Central is puttin Ice Cube to the test With four brothas in the SS I can´t go around and can´t back up So I gotta peep game layin in the cut Is this a jack or a kidnap? Since I´m never ever slippin I fully strapped I grab my gat out the glove Now, do these fools got a problem with me? Or do they got love? So when the light turns green, I don´t bone out I wanna see what these black men are all about Cuz if it´s my time, I´m just short If not, I´m pluggin they Super Sport First they get behind my ride... Then they switch lanes to the left side I´m scopin out the one smokin indo Comin up fast, rollin down his window He threw up a sign, I put away my nine
Fool, cuz I´m color blind
Threat: Killa Cali, the state where they kill Over colors cuz brothas don´t know the deal And they´ll cap you, not if they have to But if they want to, first they might confront you But every nigga on my block can´t stop And he won´t and he don´t stop Not to the bang bang boogie, but they like to gangbang And rookies ain´t the only ones that drop Some say the little locs are gettin a little too loc´ed And when it comes to dust, they kick up the most Say the wrong word then whistle down the street to your homies like a bird
Bust a u-turn, come back and get served nigga For the women, it don´t matter how loud they blouse get But wearin the wrong color outfit, could get your mouth split It´s a shame, but it ain´t no thang to me Cuz I slang these thangs like a G It´s on, is anybody killin for the summertime I gotta get another nine, even though I´m colorblind
KAM: I´m fresh outta county on bail And no sooner do I get out, seems like I´m right back in jail For some gang related activity Cuz everyday, different fools try to get with me For no more than a color, or territory
Can´t rehabilitate ´em, that´s the sheriff´s story So what´s left, the judge goes deaf When you try to tell your side And you ain´t blue eyed Boy you better duck cuz the book is comin´ And just hand your car keys over to your woman Because it aint no sunshine where you headed And the shit´ll drive you crazy if you let it But now, I got time to think Because they hit me with everything but the kitchen sink And I ain´t even shed a tear Cuz believe it or not, they got more love for me here Now picture that, but on a black and white photograph Cuz brothas, you don´t know the half
On the streets I was damn near outta my mind But ever since I´ve been down I´m colorblind
WC: Now here´s the game plan, yo, at a quarter to nine I was told to peel a cap on the other side Yo, young and dumb, full of come up, a baby loc I gotta put in work for the hood and that ain´t no joke
Coolio: Stable and able but I´m not ready and willin Cuz I´m only 13 and I ain´t never did a killin Grabbed the A.K. and jumped in the G ride Started up the bucket and headed for the other side
WC: Yo, spotted the enemies, now I´m on a creep tip Hit the 5 dollar stick and I I put in my clip
Coolio: So, I jumped out the car and no matter what the cost I had my mind set on sendin niggaz to Harrison Ross
WC: Caught one from the back and I looked in eyes Thinkin should I peel his cap, or should I let him survive Yo, I´m trapped in the plan designed by another side
Coolio: I ain´t contributin to genocide (why?) Cuz I´m colorblind
King Tee: Niggaz in the hood ain´t changed And I´ve finally figure out that we´re not in the same gang Cuz, I walk the alleys of Compton with nowhere to turn Every which way I get burned baby Lou wears blue, Big Fred wears red Put ´em together and we color ´em dead Dead, dyin, gettin smoked like part of the fun They get smoked just to show how many come to the funeral
J-Dee(Lench Mob):
I understand how all my homeboys feel Cuz I was shot and to this day, I pack my steel Cuz I was born in a certain territory Where you don´t talk only the streets tell stories With blue and red bandanas on the street And if you slippin, you´ll be six feet deep Cuz me and T-bone, we pay it no mind And for the rest of the mob, we stay color blind. . .