Endangered Species (Tales From The Darkside)歌词

作词 : Sadler, Eric T.
作曲 : Sadler, Eric T.
Artist：Ice Cube/Chuck D
Verse One：Ice Cube
Peace - don't make me laugh!
All I hear is mother******s rappin sucotash
Livin large, tellin me to get out the gang
I'm a *************, gotta live by the trigger
How the ************* do you figure?
that I can say peace and the gunshots will cease?!
Every cop killer goes ignored
They just send another ************* to the morgue
A point scored- they could give a ************* 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 kill ten of me to get the job correct
To serve, protect, and break a *************s neck
Cuz I'm the one with the trunk of funk
And '************* 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...
Verse Two:
You wanna free Africa, I stare at yuh
Cuz we ain't got it too good in America
I can't ************* with them overseas
My homeboy died over a key of *************
It was plain and simple
The 9mm went　to the temple
was the sound I put the ************* down
And ran to the schoolyard bathroom
Looked in the trash can yo it had room
So I ducked my ass in it for a minute
Covered with trash I had to lay back
Mad as *************, thinkin' about the payback
Tonite 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 mother******s
I told you last album
when I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off
Its a shame, that *************s 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...
Verse Three: 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 *************
Call it what you want, cause I'm comin from the coroner
Sayin my rhymes with a Ph.D.
Who's black - don't wanna role - sells his soul
Watch his head go rollin
Who the ************* 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
thats a fact got a fear on their bozack
Run, run, run, their ass off, they can not hide
Yet Cube, they can't ************* with the darkside!