Текст песни The Bomb - Ice Cube
It′s
like
a
holocaust
to
the
boss
when
I
toss
Too
much
knowledge
kicked
then
you're
lost
In
a
shuffle
of
feet,
jinx
the
fiddler
And
I
control
your
mind
like
hitler
You
bow
and
vow
to
authority
See
now,
a
sucker
with
a
style
just
boring
me
So
I
show
k.n.o.w.
L.e.d.g.e.
it
might
trouble
you
Then
I
transform
like
a
decepticon
With
a
mic
as
a
bomb
In
my
right
palm
But
I
don′t
stay
calm
So
panic
Others
can't
flow
so
they
go
schizophrenic
You
thought
I
dropped
a
dud
in
your
face
Until
you
taste
the
blood
of
the
bass
Then
you
faint,
or
better
yet
pass
out
When
I'm
on
the
mic,
believe
it′s
ass
out
You
think
you′re
raw
so
you
draw
You
lose,
you're
hung,
you
bite
your
tongue
The
whole
town
saw
in
awe
as
you
strangle
A
noose
on
your
neck,
and
you
dangle
From
side
to
side
in
the
blazing
heat
You′re
beat,
you're
dead,
the
fools
fell
off
You
feel
you′re
turning
red,
it's
said
That
your
head
burst
And
this
is
only
the
first
Of
the
bomb
(Break)
Don′t
break
up
the
fight
let
them
rumble
Over
the
years
I've
watched
some
go
super-bad
quick
Now
the
smell
of
the
pen
has
got
them
sick
to
the
stomach
Now
ask
yourself,
who's
stupid?
I
take
funky
funky
beats
and
I
loop
it
And
pimp
slap
you
in
the
face
with
the
bass
And
the
boom
from
the
bomb
that
I
drop
Stop
You
have
a
flat
top
as
a
fashion
I
love
black
women
with
a
passion
But
when
they
gotta
go
and
show
their
ass
in
I
gotta
clown
the
hoes,
yeah
You
gotta
watch
the
ones
with
the
big
derrieres
They′ll
steer
you
wrong
Ice
cube′s
got
it
going
on,
hit
me
For
the
gangster
boogie
two
times
for
the
gangster
rhyme
The
system
ain't
wholesome
They
want
to
put
a
young
brother
in
folsom
And
others
see
me
on
lockdown
But
I
come
up
foul
then
they
get
knocked
out,
word
To
the
brother
that
rolls
the
herb
Everybody
getting
knocked
to
the
curb
like
that
Jinx
got
the
gat,
and
it′s
a
fact
He'll
kick
a
funky
beat
to
peel
your
cap
Now
who′s
the
mack?
Who's
the
hoe?
Who′s
the
trick?
I
got
many,
many
styles
won't
you
take
a
pick
But
don't
be
alarmed
When
I
trip
and
stumble
and
fumble
And
drop
the
(rewind)
Drop
the
bomb
(Break)
I′m
solo,
you
ask
how
I′m
living
Still
dropping
more
shit
than
a
pigeon
With
the
l,
the
e,
the
n,
the
c,
the
h,
The
m,
the
o,
the
b,
the
great
Lyrics
that
make
the
beat
swing
and
I
gotcha
It's
the
hip-hopper
that
don′t
like
coppers
And
if
you
try
to
upset
the
pot
son
You
get
kicked
in
the
chest
like
a
shotgun
I
make
the
beats,
I
make
the
breaks
I
make
the
rhymes
that
make
you
shake
Make
you
find
Ice
cube
never
caught
in
the
middle
I
make
shit
to
kick
you
in
the
ass
a
little
And
still
never
hesitate
to
stutter
step
Or
bust
a
repitition
on
the
mic
Still
dissing
all
the
hype
From
left
to
right
How
many
left
to
fight?
So
what
that
lench
mob
like?
1 JD's Gaffilin', Part 2
2 The N---- Ya Love To Hate
3 Better Off Dead
4 The N***a Ya Love To Hate
5 The Nigga Ya Love To Hate
6 AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted
7 Amerikka's Most Wanted
8 Endangered Species (Tales from the Darkside) [Remix]
9 It's a Man's World
10 It's a Man's World
11 It's a Man's World
12 Kill At Will, The Product
13 Who's the Mack?
14 Get Off My D*** and Tell Yo B**** to Come Here
15 I'm Only Out for One Thang
16 A Gangsta's Fariytale
17 A Gangsta's Fairytale
18 Endangered Species (Tales from the Darkside)
19 Endangered Species (Tales From the Darkside)
20 You Can't Fade Me / JD's Gaffilin'
21 You Can't Fade Me
22 It's a Man's World
23 I'm Only Out For One Thang
24 What They Hittin' Foe?
25 You Can't Fade Me / JD's Gaffilin'
26 Once Upon a Time In the Projects
27 Turn Off the Radio
28 Get Off My Dick and Tell Yo Bitch To Come Here
29 The Drive-By
30 Rollin' Wit the Lench Mob
31 You Can't Fade Me / JD's Gaffilin'
32 The Bomb
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