Lyrics The Product - Ice Cube
I
was
told,
cause
I
didn′t
witness
the
whole
act
In
and
out
was
the
movement
of
the
bozack
It
was
hot
and
sweaty
and
lots
of
pushin
Then
the
nut
came
gushin
And
it
was
hell
tryin
to
bail
to
the
ovary
With
nuttin
but
the
Lord
lookin
over
me
I
was
white
with
a
tail
But
when
I
reached
the
finish
line,
young
black
male!
One
cell
made
two,
and
two
cells
made
fo'
And
so
on,
so
now
I′m
a
embryo
Then
I
got
a
hunch
That
I'ma
be
on
lockdown,
for
nine
months
Chillin,
with
my
mother
to
guide
me
And
nuttin
but
a
stomach
to
hide
me
From
all
that
worry
and
bullshit
Nine
months
later,
I
elbow
pull
and
kick
Cause
my
time
is
up
and
I
don't
care
With
one
big
push,
I′m
outta
there
June
15th,
it′s
just
my
luck
In
1969,
a
nigga
is
the
product
"Ghetto
ass
nigga,
you
ain't
shit,
And
you
ain′t
gon'
never
be
shit!"
I
learned
how
to
walk
and
talk
and
all
that
They
put
me
in
school,
but
it
don′t
matter
Cause
I'm
sittin
in
history
Learnin
bout
a
sucker,
who
didn′t
give
a
fuck
about
me
They
try
to
shape
us
But
I
know
Uncle
Sam
is
a
motherfuckin
rapist
So
I
stopped
payin
attention
Ice
Cube,
headed,
straight
to
detention
Fuck
that
shit,
I
roam
the
hallways
I'm
sent
home
and
I
don't
got
all
A′s
A
high
school
dropout
My
father
had
beef
so
I
tried
to
knock
pops
out
But
I
got
tossed,
he′s
the
boss
I'm
out
of
there
and
mad
cause
I
lost
Now
bein
on
my
own
is
a
factor
So
I
become,
the
neighborhood
jacker
Gimme
your
car,
run
your
jewels
Makin
a
livin
robbin
fools
And
if
I
let
my
nine
rang
out
You
know,
it′ll
make
your
brains
hang
out
So
what's
your
fate?
Am
I
the
nigga
you
love,
or
the
one
you
love
to
hate?
The
wrong
answer
is
said,
the
nigga
fled
I
pump
lead,
now
he′s
in
a
puddle
of
red
And
if
you
got
a
buck,
you're
shit
out
of
luck
Stuck
up
by
the
motherfuckin
product
"Uh-uh
motherfucker
you
gots
to
get
a
job
If
you
wanna
stay
in
my
motherfuckin
house"
"Many
young
men
reject
the
traditional
values
That
are
important
to
their
parents.
Church,
school
and
family
Have
been
replaced
by
street,
turf,
and
gang."
Twenty-one
now,
and
paid
in
full
Feelin
bad,
from
all
the
shit
I
pulled
On
people
back
in
the
day
Plus,
I
got
a
little
baby
on
the
way
So
I′m
tryin
to
go
straight
I'm
with
my
baby's
momma,
out
on
a
date
Til
the
punk
ass
cops
ran
my
plate
Now
I′m
on
a
bus
upstate
"Oh,
the
young
nigga
done
caught
a
case!"
"Sittin
in
the
mess
hall,
sayin
my
grace"
->
LL
Cool
J
Sent
to
a
concrete
hoe-house
Where
all
the
products
go,
no
doubt
Yo
momma,
I
gotta
do
eleven
Livin
in
a
five
by
seven
Dear
baby,
your
man′s
gettin
worn
out
Of
seein
young
boys
gettin
they
assholes
torn
out
And
then
he
got
shanked
with
a
spoon
And
he
was
'sposed
to
get
out
soon
Is
it
my
fault,
he
was
caught
in
production
Where
a
young
black
life
means
nothin
Just
because,
I
didn′t
want
to
learn
your
grammar
You
say
I'm
better
off
in
the
slammer
And
it′s
drivin
me
batty
Cause
my
little
boy,
is
missin
daddy
I'm
ashamed,
but
the
fact
is
I
wish
pops
let
me
off
on
the
mattress
Or
should
I
just
hang
from
the
top
bunk
But
that′s
goin
out
like
a
punk
My
life
is
FUCKED!
But
it
ain't
my
fault,
cause
I'm
the
motherfuckin
product
"He
ain′t
shit"
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