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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ice Cube
Lead Vocals
Chuck D
Vocals
The Bomb Squad
Background Vocals
The Lench Mob
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ice Cube
Songwriter
Chuck D
Songwriter
Eric Sadler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ice Cube
Co-Producer
The Bomb Squad
Producer
Sir Jinx
Co-Producer
Chris Champion
Assistant Engineer
Chris Shaw
Engineer
Dan Wood
Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Nick Sansano
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
At the bottom of our news tonight
There's been a new animal aimed in the direction of falling off the face of the earth
Yes, young black teenagers are recorded to be the oldest
And the newest creatures added to the endangered species list
As of now the government not made steps to preserve the blacks
When asked why a top law official adds
"'Cause they make good game"
[Verse 2]
(A young **** got it bad 'cause I'm brown)
[Verse 3]
Peace, haha
Don't make me laugh
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the game
I'm a ****, gotta live by the trigger
How the fuck do you figure?
That I can say, "Peace" and the gunshots won't cease?
Every cop killing goes ignored
They'll just send another **** to the morgue
A point scored, they could give a fuck about us
They'd rather catch us with guns and white powder
If I was old, they'd probably be friendin' me
Since I'm young, they consider me the enemy
They'll kill ten of me to get the job correct
To serve, protect, and break a **** neck
'Cause I'm the one with a trunk of funk
And "Fuck 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
[Verse 4]
All of us are endangered, damn! (Yeeeah!)
(A young **** got it bad 'cause I'm brown)
(A young **** got it bad 'cause I'm brown)
(Ye-e-e-e-e-e-aaaah!)
[Verse 5]
You wanna free Africa? I'll stare at ya
'Cause we ain't got it too good in America
I can't fuck with 'em overseas
My homeboy died over keys of cocaine
It was plain and simple
The 9mm went (Pop!) to the temple
(Pop, pop, pop!) Was the sound, I put the bitch 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 fuck, thinkin' 'bout the payback
Tonight, they crew had a little fun
I went home and cut the barrel off my shotgun
It's gettin' critical, I stole a 5.0
There they go, drive real slow
I yelled out, "Ice Cube, sucka!" (The shotgun kicked)
And it murdered motherfuckers
I told you last album
"When I got a sawed-off, bodies are hauled off"
It's a shame, that **** 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
[Verse 6]
Standing in the middle of war, every minute we flex
When we die, we won't make Jet
Ebony can't see to the light side
The term they apply to us is a "****"
Call it what you want 'cause I'm comin' from the coroner
Same applies with a P.h.D.
Who's black, don't wanna roll
Sells his soul
Watch his head go rollin'
Who the fuck is they foolin'?
Nobody knows
But I suppose the color of my clothes
Match the color of the one on my face
As they wonder what's under my waist
(Standing on the verge) of them gettin' brown
That's a fact, got 'em fearin' the bozack
Run, run, run their ass off, they cannot hide
Yeah Cube, they can't fuck with the dark side
[Verse 7]
No! No! No! Man we're fucked!
No! Man we're fucked!
No, no don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't shoot!
No, don't shoot! No!
Written by: George Clinton, Eddie Hazel, O'shea Jackson, Gary Marshall Shider, Eric T. Sadler, Carlton Douglas Ridenhour