Ice Cube - I Wanna Kill Sam lyrics

I want to kill sam

"the army is the only way out for young, black
Teenagers.
We will provide you with housing, we will provide you
With education,
We will provide you with everything you need to
Provide a life.
We will help you to be the best soldier in the u.s.
Of a."

"´cause we do more before 7 a.m.
Than most niggers to their whole life time."

I am coming, I am coming, I am coming, I am coming.

Verse one:
I want to kill him, ´cause he tried to play me like a
Trick,
But you see, I am the wrong nigga to f*ck wit.
I got the a to the motherf*cking k, & it is ready
To rip,
Slapped in my banana clip.
And I am looking,
Is he in watts, oakland, philly or brooklyn?
It seems like he got the whole country behind him,
So it is sort of hard to find him.
But when I do, have got to put my gat in his mouth,
Pump seventeen rounds make his brains hang out.
´cause the shit he did was un-called for,
Tried f*ck a brother up the ass like a small whore.
And that shit aint fly,
So now I am setting up the ultimate drive-by.
And when you hear this shit,
It makes the world say damn, I want to kill sam.

"momma, some man at the front door"
"uhm hi, I have got reasons to believe that someone
In this household
Has just turned eighteen, am I correct? "

Verse two:
This is why I want to kill the punk,
´cause he tried to take a motherf*cking chunk of
The funk.
He came to my house, I let em bail in,
´cause he said he was down with the l.m.
He gave up a little dat,
Then turned around, & pulled out a gat.
I knew it was a caper,
I said: "please don´t kill my mother", so he raped
Her.
Tied me up, took me outside,
And I was thrown in a big truck.
And it was packed like sardines,
Pull of niggers who fell for the same scheme.
Took us to a place & made us work,
All day & we could not have shit to say.
Broke up the families forever,
And to this day black folks can´t stick together,
And it is odd, broke us down, made us pray to his
God.
And when I think about it,
It makes me say damn, I want to kill sam.

Verse three:
Now in ´91, he want to tax me,
I remember the son of a bitch used to axe me.
And hang me by a rope until my neck snapped,
Now the sneaky motherf*cker wants to ban rap.
And put me on the dirt or concrete,
But God can see through a white sheet
´cause you are the devil in drag,
You can burn your cross while I burn your flag.
Try to give me the hiv,
So I can stop making babies like me.
And you are giving dope to my people chump,
Just wait until we get over that, huh.
´cause your ass is grass ´cause I am a blast,
Can´t bury rap, like your buried jazz.
´cause we stop being whores, stop doing floors,
So bitch you can fight your own wars.
So if you see a man in red, white & blue,
Getting chased by the lench mob crew.
It is a man who deserves to buckle,
I want to kill sam ´cause he aint my motherf*cking
Uncle.

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