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Ice Cube Last Words

Ice cube's in the mutha-fuckin' house the nigga you love to hate Ice cube's in the mutha-fuckin' house the nigga you love to hate Ice cube's in the

Party! (Okay party people in the house) --> MC Ricky D/Slick Rick [ INTRO: Ice-T ] Yo yo, in the place to be My name is MC Ice-T I got the Rhyme Syndicate

To calm my nerve I need the herb GNC don't carry [Verse 5: Ice Cube] Who the fuck is that? It's Ice Cube motherfucka He's a maniac, no I'ma fool motherfucka

motive They made a toast to my death, I rose to my feet With the heat close to my flesh May I say these last words to my enemies passing the Earth? Laughing

blown You wanna go home, ain't that a bitch? Cube, dig the ditch, yep Nigga Nigga Nigga I got a full time job of takin' suckers out Breakin' 'em off, yeah word

ass Keep em wonderin' how long the Don will last And never pass, and when I want it buttered on toast Can't no nigga see Ice Cube on no coast So all

[ice cube] When I hear the words: murda murda, I concern a Slug in your burden brain Niggas heard of me From here to eternity Fuck hell cause I can feel

a fuckin' piano And yo, we got my homeboy Ice Cube In the house from the motherfuckin' Lench Mob, what's up, nigger? And yo Ice Cube I heard you're

cube-link, my ice ring Drama, we bring, yeah, that's a small thing G.O.D., Father Pt. III QBC, sip lime Bacardi Heavy on the wrist, cube-link, my ice